Start The Car

(álbum: No More Looking Over My Shoulder - 1998)

Well I'm tired of the pressure, so tired of the pace
Just want to grab you baby, and get out of this race
I got no chance of making it, working downtown
And walking slow and talking low
I'm tired of going down...and down, and down
Yeah!

Start the car, we gotta move
This ain't no living, this ain't no groove
It's been a long, hard road
Come on baby, drive it home
Start the car

Well, started out for paradise, ain't no promised land
This ain't no kinda living for an honest working man
There's people dying on the streets, they never make the news
My love is living up on the hill, singing the white boy blues
Whoa yeah!

Start the car, we gotta move
This ain't no living, this ain't no groove
The city's rich, we're dirt poor, somewhere waiting
There's something more
Start the car
Oh, yeah!

Well, going out with dignity, going out with style
We'll lay down that hammer baby and make our own road, across the miles
Cause I can't take this town, one more day baby, yeah!

Start the car, we gotta move
This ain't no living, this ain't no groove
The city's rich, we're dirt poor, somewhere waiting
There's gotta be something more

Start the car, we gotta move
This ain't no living, this ain't no groove
It's been a long, hard road
Come on baby, drive it home
Start the car

Yeah! Start the car baby...yeah!
Uh uh...Ah baby

Start the car
Hoo...Start the car baby
Well, come on baby start the car
Whoa...