Sunday Driver Songtext
von Transport

I′ll leave
Head first
This parties lost it's sense of occasion
From bad
To worse
This time I′m beyond on persuasion

I'm one of those Sunday Drivers
But I'm starting to lose control
I′m running from your arrival
Not ready yet
Ready yet

Another face you don′t recognise somehow
I don't expect you to understand
But I can see it written on your eyebrows
You wouldn′t even want to shake my hand

Misunderstood
By the people that should know you better
They say, you should you should
A pack of fat thick necked tailgaters


I'm one of those Sunday Drivers
But I′m starting to lose control
I'm running from your arrival
Not ready yet
Ready yet

Another face you don′t recognise somehow
I don't expect you to understand
But I can see it written on your eyebrows
You wouldn't even want to shake my hand
Shakedown
You′re gonna break down
You′re gonna break
You're gonna break
Break down
You′re gonna break
You're gonna break
Break down

I′m one of those Sunday Drivers
And I'm starting to lose control
I′m running from your arrival
Not ready yet
Ready yet


I'm one of those Sunday Drivers
But I'm starting to lose control
I′m running from your arrival
Like an idiot
Idiot idiot

Sunday
Driver
Sunday
Lose control