Old Car Songtext
von The Great Communicators

What is out there on the hill
Melted rubber and good will
And some fuel that won′t kill
All the time we've been holding still

I can′t be keeping track
Off your dwelling behind my back
It is giving me the chills
I brace myself for the final smack

Take the old car for a spin
Kick it in, kick it in
The leather on your skin
Takes you in, takes you in

The price you pay
Might be another way
To rediscover the borders


What is out there in the trees
Tops are catching a strong breeze
Wounded souls you'll never please
They keep on diving in seven seas

My hands are soaking wet
Try to wash of all the dirt
Feel the pressure on my cheeks
High speed, take lead
For the bet you made

Take the old car for a spin
Kick it in, kick it in
The leather on your skin
Takes you in, takes you in

The price you pay
Might be another way
To rediscover the borders

Take the old car for a spin
Kick it in, kick it in
The leather on your skin
Takes you in, takes you in


The price you pay
Might be another way
To rediscover the borders