Burn Rubber - Bright Eyes

Well if you turn the porchlight on and let the marble night withdraw

You can smoke a cigarette on the wooden steps

The mosquitos are not vampires

The moon is not your mother

Even if she is preparing for a total eclipse

Get behind the wheel

Stay in front of the storm

The clouds dream disorder

They make faces, they make mud

On some ancient order which is no longer enforced

The sugar bowl is full of ants

Your sister is a dumpy mess

And you’re cutting off your head to spite your shoulders

Get behind the wheel

Stay in front of the storm

Get behind the wheel

Stay in front of the storm

Get behind the wheel

Stay in front of the storm

Get behind the wheel

Stay in front of the storm

Get behind the wheel

Stay in front of the storm

Get behind the wheel

Stay in front of the storm

Get behind the wheel

Stay in front of the storm