Half a Smidge Songtext
von Calexico

When the evening sun is setting low
Blinding you on your daily drive home
And the lanes of traffic all converge
Causing you to curse every other word
For to wish it all away
Daily grind′s got your screws stripped
No can of WD-40 can fix your
Situation seems to be losing steam
Dreams been dropped on credit cards and Fossil pumping out of your soul
Like oil in the gulf
It's a dead end
Drive it further deep into the ground
Until the point′s dull as your skull
And the same sun you curse
Empowers your hybrid heart home
If only this car would move half a smidge