The Engine Songtext
von Trashcan Sinatras

Son on the estate
Spending Saturdays
Tinkering with the engine
Planning our escape
Over dream landscapes
Souping up the engine

We become everyone
Everyone is to blame
For everything and everything
Is impossible to maintain
To maintain

I think of you my angel
Driving home this evening
And I put my faith in the engine
As you drive towards the light
Oncoming beams become
Beams going by


We become everyone
Everyone is to blame
For everything and everything
Is impossible to maintain
To maintain
To maintain

We become everyone
Everyone is to blame
For everything and everything

We become everyone
Everyone is to blame
For everything and everything

We become everyone
Everyone is to blame
For everything and everything
Is impossible to maintain
To maintain
To maintain