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The Wombats

Motorphobia

 

Motorphobia

(album: B - Z Sides (2003-2017) (In Rough Chronological Order) - 2019)


Stamp on the brakes
You never could drive this car before
You turned too late
And we both flew over the hood
The central reservation
Never seems to get fully booked
In my annihilation
I missed the final words out of your mouth
The sound of the propellers drowned you out

We'll meet again
Where motorways are made out of cotton wool
My love got sent
To your family in Liverpool
What a beautiful service you had
The orchids and the jars of sweets
My girlfriend spoke to your dad
Said I would answer any questions that he might have
We listened to Kraftwerk before the crash

Motorphobia is setting in
And it crushes like that tin can
Where to stop, how to begin
As it eats through all our future plans
Motorphobia is setting in
And it crushes like that tin can

Stamp on the brakes
You never could drive this car before
You turned too late
And we both flew over the hood

Between where I end and you begin
Something unwelcome is moving in
Between where I end and you begin
Something unwelcome is moving in
The Jehovah's Witness at your front door
The horde of mice under your floorboards
Something unwelcome is moving in
Something unwelcome is moving in

Motorphobia, that's what it is
And it crushes like that tin can
Where to start, how to begin
As it eats through all our future plans
Motorphobia is setting in
And it crushes like that tin can
Motorphobia is setting in
Motorphobia is setting in
Motorphobia is setting in
Motorphobia is setting in

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