Getaway Car Songtext
von Michael McDermott

I thought they had me up in Crown Point
Like they had Johnny years ago
I thought they had me surrounded
There′s one thing that they didn't know
That I had me a plan
I′m not as dumb as I look
This bird ain't meant for caging
I'm no ordinary dime store crook
Tonight I′m bound for glory
Drinking lightning from a jar
I got a sweet little story
About where the fallen angels are
I gotta Getaway Car
Seemed I was doing north of 90
By the Mason-Dixon Line
I had a road map of Rhode Island
I was cornered in a corn field in Carolina
Boxed in back in Branson
Had a safe house in Tennessee


I keep a Polaroid on the dashboard
Of a baby boy, who looks a lot like me
Tonight I′m bound for glory
Drinking lightning from a jar
I got a hangman in my head, my love
A war in my backyard
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta Getaway Car
By this time tomorrow
If the creek don't rise
I′ll be near the border of paradise
Tonight I'm bound for glory
Drinking lightning from a jar
I got a sweet little story
About where the fallen angels are
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta Getaway Car