Automobile Songtext
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Automobile Songtext
Creeping down on Franklin Street
Bare feet on cold concrete
Walking to the corner store
Where she recalls her own war
She can hear the automobile
Driving in the frozen rain
Headed for the memory
Of all these people
Gathered on a hill
Oh, I think they stand there still
Waiting for someone to carry them home
And they always will, oh
She got in the automobile
Drivin′ to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher said, "You wanna look down?
But you're lookin′ up"
And all the fires turn to ash
Songs that burn like paper trash
The flames that ate the phone and the rip
Are nipping at you now
Drifting in a dreamless sleep
Curled up on cold car seat
Startled by an earthquake sound
She wakes to watch the moon fall down
She got in the automobile
Driving in the frozen rain
Headed for the memory
Of all these people
Gathered on a hill
Oh, I think they stand there still
Waiting for someone to carry them home
And they always will, oh
She got in the automobile
Drivin' to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher said, "You wanna look down?
But you're lookin′ up"
And all the fires turn to ash
Songs that burn like paper trash
The flames that ate the phone and the rip
Are nipping at you now, oh
She got in the automobile
Drivin′ to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher said, "You wanna look down?
But you're lookin′ up"
And all the fires turn to ash
Songs that burn like paper trash
The flames that ate the phone and the rip
Are nipping at you now
She got in the automobile
Drivin' to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher said, "You wanna look down?
But you′re lookin' up"
And all the fires turn to ash
Songs that burn like paper trash
The flames that ate the phone and the rip
Are nipping at you now
Bare feet on cold concrete
Walking to the corner store
Where she recalls her own war
She can hear the automobile
Driving in the frozen rain
Headed for the memory
Of all these people
Gathered on a hill
Oh, I think they stand there still
Waiting for someone to carry them home
And they always will, oh
She got in the automobile
Drivin′ to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher said, "You wanna look down?
But you're lookin′ up"
And all the fires turn to ash
Songs that burn like paper trash
The flames that ate the phone and the rip
Are nipping at you now
Drifting in a dreamless sleep
Curled up on cold car seat
Startled by an earthquake sound
She wakes to watch the moon fall down
She got in the automobile
Driving in the frozen rain
Headed for the memory
Of all these people
Gathered on a hill
Oh, I think they stand there still
Waiting for someone to carry them home
And they always will, oh
She got in the automobile
Drivin' to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher said, "You wanna look down?
But you're lookin′ up"
And all the fires turn to ash
Songs that burn like paper trash
The flames that ate the phone and the rip
Are nipping at you now, oh
She got in the automobile
Drivin′ to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher said, "You wanna look down?
But you're lookin′ up"
And all the fires turn to ash
Songs that burn like paper trash
The flames that ate the phone and the rip
Are nipping at you now
She got in the automobile
Drivin' to the place where the bombs went off
Teacher said, "You wanna look down?
But you′re lookin' up"
And all the fires turn to ash
Songs that burn like paper trash
The flames that ate the phone and the rip
Are nipping at you now
Writer(s): Joey Eppard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

