occasional spectators a quick escape (past the rubble and flames) şarkı sözleri

I'm running out of gas To make the wheels spin On top of muddy tracks That I've been wallowing in A scrawny arm of smoke Is signalling it's time For you to change your shape And hop back into the crowd Every pressure valve Is turning round and round Keep on spinning 'til you see the steam show up A quick escape never goes astray Tape your foot to the pedal And drive away Off down the road past the rubble and flames I'm running out of coins To make the wires sing Inside an old phone booth That I've been making calls in I'm flanked by dust and twigs Surrounded by a slab In melting highway hues This motor ain't roaring back Every pressure valve Is turning round and round Keep on spinning 'til you see the steam show up A quick escape never goes astray Tape your foot to the pedal And drive away Off down the road past the rubble and flames The asphalt melts while the sun still slowly lingers Like it's squeezing its fingers To wring everything out Out Out Every pressure valve Is turning round and round Keep on spinning 'til you see the steam show up A quick escape never goes astray Tape your foot to the pedal And drive away Off down the road past the rubble and flames The asphalt melts while the sun still slowly lingers Like it's squeezing its fingers To wring everything out Out Out
Sanatçı: Occasional Spectators
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 6:20
Toplam: kayıtlı şarkı sözü
Occasional Spectators hakkında bilgi girilmemiş.

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