Out Into The Race lyrics
Song information
Artist: Ashley Stove Album: All Summer Long
Lyrics
(Or, suv protest song #3)
Oh, out into the races Oh, out into the cold Where the cars look like bad belly dancers They try to get a hold of me
But I move to the side Back and forth between I glide Using moves they've never seen In my metal death machine
Relaxing later in my seat Warming myself with the heat I remember previous mistakes I become the thing I hate
I got time to waste I got my own blue place You can keep your flutes and snakes More metal saves
Protect protect myself A suit of armor for my health A nut in a nutshell of metal Everyone else is expendable I guess They are buried in my pedals
Now I'm moving to the side Back and forth between I glide Using moves they've never seen I drive my metal death machine
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"All Summer Long" album track list
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