Get Behind It
Patrick Cannell © 2013
Fast tracking on the A19
While my astra purrs like a well oiled machine.
And on the dashboard is a yellow light,
It flashes when I feel all right,
It flashes when I feel all right.
We've got the music and we've got the ignition keys
So take a seat and put yourself at ease.
I bet you're tired of working 9 to 5,
Stuff the job and jump inside,
Stuff the job and jump inside.
Make a killing in the driving seat,
A man of leisure must compete.
Free wheeling, overtake or bust,
Practicing from noon till dusk,
Don't you know? I'm practicing from noon till dusk.
It all depends how fast you'd like to go,
A lamborghini or a mondeo.
You'll be in Petergate by journey's end,
Heaven's just around the bend.
Heaven's just around the bend.
It's how you feel when you find it.
If life's a wheel, get behind it.
Don't want to know about the how or why,
It doesn't matter if you live or die.
Spin the wheel and put your blindfold on,
Use it up until it's gone.
That's right, you use it up until it's gone.
Speed is king and his throne is an automobile,
So keep it real.
Block your ears when the siren cries,
Looking through nobody's eyes.
I'm looking through no body's eyes.
It's how you feel when you find it.
If life's a wheel, get behind it.
Smoking in a smokeless zone.
Look at me,
I'm smoking in a smokeless zone.
Wah ooh wah ooh wah ooh way oh.