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
And I′m not as dumb as I look
This bird ain't meant for caging
I'm no ordinary dime store cook

Well tonight I′m bound for glory
Drinking lightning from a jar
I got a sweet little story
′Bout where the fallen angels are
I gotta get away
Car


Seemed I was due north of 90
By the Mason-Dixon line
I had a roadmap of Rhode Island
But I was cornered in a cornfield in Caroline
Boxed in back in Branson
Had a safehouse in Tennessee
I keep a Polaroid on the dashboard
Of a baby boy who looks a lot like me

Well tonight I'm bound for glory
Drinking lightning from a jar
I got a hangman in my hat, my love
And a war in my backyard
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta get away car
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta get away car

And by this time tomorrow
If the creek don′t rise
I'll be near the border of paradise


Well tonight I′m bound for glory
Drinking lightning from a jar
I got a sweet little story
'Bout where the fallen angels are
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta get away car
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta get away car
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta get away car
I gotta get away
I gotta get away
I gotta get away car
I gotta get away car