| 作曲 : Joe Bedell-Brill/Georgia Hoare | |
| 作词 : Joe Bedell-Brill/Georgia Hoare | |
| Headstrong, lazy | |
| The tingle of the static | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| Sucker for luck, dear | |
| And nothing too dramatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| I grow slower | |
| Never grow up | |
| This is havoc | |
| But we can’t back up | |
| Onwards and upwards | |
| Our minds become nomadic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| And it means nothing to me | |
| (It’s close enough) | |
| And it means nothing to you | |
| (Not far enough) | |
| When you look in from the outside | |
| There’s nothing to see | |
| Headstrong, lazy | |
| The tingle of the static | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| No estimation | |
| And nothing acrobatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| In the whirlwind | |
| Mother of pearl kids | |
| This is tragic | |
| A modern classic | |
| Straight onto paradise | |
| Blinkers preventing panic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| And it means nothing to me | |
| (It’s close enough) | |
| And it means nothing to you | |
| (Not far enough) | |
| When you look in from the outside | |
| There’s nothing to see | |
| (I’ll die before I’m automatic) | |
| Just roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride | |
| Slow sighs keep you high | |
| And we glide | |
| Just roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high | |
| Roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride | |
| Slow sighs keep you high | |
| And we glide | |
| Just roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high | |
| (I’ll die before I’m automatic) |
| zuo qu : Joe Bedell-Brill Georgia Hoare | |
| zuo ci : Joe Bedell-Brill Georgia Hoare | |
| Headstrong, lazy | |
| The tingle of the static | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| Sucker for luck, dear | |
| And nothing too dramatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| I grow slower | |
| Never grow up | |
| This is havoc | |
| But we can' t back up | |
| Onwards and upwards | |
| Our minds become nomadic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| And it means nothing to me | |
| It' s close enough | |
| And it means nothing to you | |
| Not far enough | |
| When you look in from the outside | |
| There' s nothing to see | |
| Headstrong, lazy | |
| The tingle of the static | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| No estimation | |
| And nothing acrobatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| In the whirlwind | |
| Mother of pearl kids | |
| This is tragic | |
| A modern classic | |
| Straight onto paradise | |
| Blinkers preventing panic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| And it means nothing to me | |
| It' s close enough | |
| And it means nothing to you | |
| Not far enough | |
| When you look in from the outside | |
| There' s nothing to see | |
| I' ll die before I' m automatic | |
| Just roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride | |
| Slow sighs keep you high | |
| And we glide | |
| Just roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high | |
| Roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride | |
| Slow sighs keep you high | |
| And we glide | |
| Just roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high | |
| I' ll die before I' m automatic |
| zuò qǔ : Joe Bedell-Brill Georgia Hoare | |
| zuò cí : Joe Bedell-Brill Georgia Hoare | |
| Headstrong, lazy | |
| The tingle of the static | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| Sucker for luck, dear | |
| And nothing too dramatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| I grow slower | |
| Never grow up | |
| This is havoc | |
| But we can' t back up | |
| Onwards and upwards | |
| Our minds become nomadic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| And it means nothing to me | |
| It' s close enough | |
| And it means nothing to you | |
| Not far enough | |
| When you look in from the outside | |
| There' s nothing to see | |
| Headstrong, lazy | |
| The tingle of the static | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| No estimation | |
| And nothing acrobatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| In the whirlwind | |
| Mother of pearl kids | |
| This is tragic | |
| A modern classic | |
| Straight onto paradise | |
| Blinkers preventing panic | |
| I drive an automatic | |
| And it means nothing to me | |
| It' s close enough | |
| And it means nothing to you | |
| Not far enough | |
| When you look in from the outside | |
| There' s nothing to see | |
| I' ll die before I' m automatic | |
| Just roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride | |
| Slow sighs keep you high | |
| And we glide | |
| Just roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high | |
| Roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride | |
| Slow sighs keep you high | |
| And we glide | |
| Just roll with me | |
| Handbrake and slide | |
| Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high | |
| I' ll die before I' m automatic |
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