Manslick
Road
I'm in my easy chair
Thinking slow
About today
Deep topics in the mix
Loud voices blare from every corner
Selling.
Honest eyes looking around'
Tired eyes looking back
i'm in a place where people used to be friendly and relaxed
where you could drive a girl around the block innocently
and both of you would be happy to be out
both knowing you look good in the night light
a guy could show off the chrome wheels and the hood
all over the neighborhood
rev up that 454 with the glass packs
pop that clutch and burn some rubber
she'd giggle and cross her legs
her shins shining in the headlight
her curls catching the backlight
her lips parted
your heat on fire to double clutch
and smoke that street with clouds
To fire up noise and such
Bring up noise so much
Cruise with her on your arm with the top down
Her flowing hair and her luscious lips on display
Your sinew shining in the drive-in shine
Roaring like a beast they all get behind
Get behind and shout like pagans
In step with rhythm hot with quaking
Stomping streets and banging cans
One only wants to be a man
A shallow sound from folks next door
Sounds like hip hop in a frozen quarry
Where them that tend toward wild
Act in open air like their inner child
A show who knows it's early still
The band is hot and the air is chill
The talk is nice from friends.
A good night
In my easy chair
I simply do not want a care
My record is there
A good night tear
Thinking slow
About today
Deep topics in the mix
Loud voices blare from every corner
Selling.
Honest eyes looking around'
Tired eyes looking back
i'm in a place where people used to be friendly and relaxed
where you could drive a girl around the block innocently
and both of you would be happy to be out
both knowing you look good in the night light
a guy could show off the chrome wheels and the hood
all over the neighborhood
rev up that 454 with the glass packs
pop that clutch and burn some rubber
she'd giggle and cross her legs
her shins shining in the headlight
her curls catching the backlight
her lips parted
your heat on fire to double clutch
and smoke that street with clouds
To fire up noise and such
Bring up noise so much
Cruise with her on your arm with the top down
Her flowing hair and her luscious lips on display
Your sinew shining in the drive-in shine
Roaring like a beast they all get behind
Get behind and shout like pagans
In step with rhythm hot with quaking
Stomping streets and banging cans
One only wants to be a man
A shallow sound from folks next door
Sounds like hip hop in a frozen quarry
Where them that tend toward wild
Act in open air like their inner child
A show who knows it's early still
The band is hot and the air is chill
The talk is nice from friends.
A good night
In my easy chair
I simply do not want a care
My record is there
A good night tear