Engine
๐ต 1691 characters
โฑ๏ธ 8:54 duration
๐ ID: 3865484
๐ Lyrics
When they stole that van
In the front of my house
There was a part of me tied to the engine
Maybe I was the engine
Dragging those boys through the desert
Tumbleweeds in my hubcaps
Tambourine shoved in the driveshaft
New chords locked in the glove box
Pull it all downstairs in the red-light bar
On the carpeted stage, the ceiling comes down to my ballcap
Outside, the air weighs a hundred pounds
Bridesmaids pour out of the bar doors
Everything black but the concrete
You take the front seat, I'll try to drive
It's hard enough singing when the hotel chokes on your memories
Maybe let's watch the sopranos
Maybe let's order in Chinese
The laundry machine isn't breathing
I write about Julie in a little white chair
There's nothing for music, there's Styrofoam crushed in the garbage
Someone says, "let's get a move on"
"Aw man, I'm just gettin' my groove on"
There's sleeping bags over their shoulders
I thought you were crying
You said you were through for good
Nothing funny
It always goes that way, this time
San Francisco in the night time
Pacing outside of the grocery store
Saying, "I can't do this"
We went in the woods
It was just me and you
The river was dry
You pulled me down under the water
Funny what makes you feel cared for
Funny how well I remember
What a relief to be grateful
The blood leaks right out of my body
Right out of my body
At the family reunion, above ground pool
There were uncles all over
Nieces on edges of buildings
Peering down into the party
Barbecue breath on their pink tongues
Lemonade stains on their tank tops
We went away to the coatroom
Lay still there under the window
Called out the names of your brothers
The truth is, I live to roll over
In the front of my house
There was a part of me tied to the engine
Maybe I was the engine
Dragging those boys through the desert
Tumbleweeds in my hubcaps
Tambourine shoved in the driveshaft
New chords locked in the glove box
Pull it all downstairs in the red-light bar
On the carpeted stage, the ceiling comes down to my ballcap
Outside, the air weighs a hundred pounds
Bridesmaids pour out of the bar doors
Everything black but the concrete
You take the front seat, I'll try to drive
It's hard enough singing when the hotel chokes on your memories
Maybe let's watch the sopranos
Maybe let's order in Chinese
The laundry machine isn't breathing
I write about Julie in a little white chair
There's nothing for music, there's Styrofoam crushed in the garbage
Someone says, "let's get a move on"
"Aw man, I'm just gettin' my groove on"
There's sleeping bags over their shoulders
I thought you were crying
You said you were through for good
Nothing funny
It always goes that way, this time
San Francisco in the night time
Pacing outside of the grocery store
Saying, "I can't do this"
We went in the woods
It was just me and you
The river was dry
You pulled me down under the water
Funny what makes you feel cared for
Funny how well I remember
What a relief to be grateful
The blood leaks right out of my body
Right out of my body
At the family reunion, above ground pool
There were uncles all over
Nieces on edges of buildings
Peering down into the party
Barbecue breath on their pink tongues
Lemonade stains on their tank tops
We went away to the coatroom
Lay still there under the window
Called out the names of your brothers
The truth is, I live to roll over
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:39.31] When they stole that van
[00:41.98] In the front of my house
[00:44.56] There was a part of me tied to the engine
[00:51.57] Maybe I was the engine
[00:56.27] Dragging those boys through the desert
[01:01.13] Tumbleweeds in my hubcaps
[01:05.50] Tambourine shoved in the driveshaft
[01:10.24] New chords locked in the glove box
[01:17.31] Pull it all downstairs in the red-light bar
[01:21.73] On the carpeted stage, the ceiling comes down to my ballcap
[01:28.53] Outside, the air weighs a hundred pounds
[01:33.45] Bridesmaids pour out of the bar doors
[01:38.45] Everything black but the concrete
[01:45.11] You take the front seat, I'll try to drive
[01:49.86] It's hard enough singing when the hotel chokes on your memories
[01:56.98] Maybe let's watch the sopranos
[02:01.66] Maybe let's order in Chinese
[02:06.19] The laundry machine isn't breathing
[02:10.83]
[02:49.88] I write about Julie in a little white chair
[02:54.85] There's nothing for music, there's Styrofoam crushed in the garbage
[03:01.89] Someone says, "let's get a move on"
[03:06.54] "Aw man, I'm just gettin' my groove on"
[03:11.42] There's sleeping bags over their shoulders
[03:18.42] I thought you were crying
[03:20.79] You said you were through for good
[03:23.67] Nothing funny
[03:25.35] It always goes that way, this time
[03:30.06] San Francisco in the night time
[03:34.65] Pacing outside of the grocery store
[03:39.24] Saying, "I can't do this"
[03:46.11] We went in the woods
[03:48.47] It was just me and you
[03:50.92] The river was dry
[03:53.08] You pulled me down under the water
[03:58.03] Funny what makes you feel cared for
[04:02.98] Funny how well I remember
[04:07.31] What a relief to be grateful
[04:11.74] The blood leaks right out of my body
[04:17.52] Right out of my body
[04:23.41] At the family reunion, above ground pool
[04:28.17] There were uncles all over
[04:30.76] Nieces on edges of buildings
[04:35.26] Peering down into the party
[04:39.82] Barbecue breath on their pink tongues
[04:44.57] Lemonade stains on their tank tops
[04:49.22] We went away to the coatroom
[04:53.99] Lay still there under the window
[04:58.63] Called out the names of your brothers
[05:03.22] The truth is, I live to roll over
[05:07.67]
[00:41.98] In the front of my house
[00:44.56] There was a part of me tied to the engine
[00:51.57] Maybe I was the engine
[00:56.27] Dragging those boys through the desert
[01:01.13] Tumbleweeds in my hubcaps
[01:05.50] Tambourine shoved in the driveshaft
[01:10.24] New chords locked in the glove box
[01:17.31] Pull it all downstairs in the red-light bar
[01:21.73] On the carpeted stage, the ceiling comes down to my ballcap
[01:28.53] Outside, the air weighs a hundred pounds
[01:33.45] Bridesmaids pour out of the bar doors
[01:38.45] Everything black but the concrete
[01:45.11] You take the front seat, I'll try to drive
[01:49.86] It's hard enough singing when the hotel chokes on your memories
[01:56.98] Maybe let's watch the sopranos
[02:01.66] Maybe let's order in Chinese
[02:06.19] The laundry machine isn't breathing
[02:10.83]
[02:49.88] I write about Julie in a little white chair
[02:54.85] There's nothing for music, there's Styrofoam crushed in the garbage
[03:01.89] Someone says, "let's get a move on"
[03:06.54] "Aw man, I'm just gettin' my groove on"
[03:11.42] There's sleeping bags over their shoulders
[03:18.42] I thought you were crying
[03:20.79] You said you were through for good
[03:23.67] Nothing funny
[03:25.35] It always goes that way, this time
[03:30.06] San Francisco in the night time
[03:34.65] Pacing outside of the grocery store
[03:39.24] Saying, "I can't do this"
[03:46.11] We went in the woods
[03:48.47] It was just me and you
[03:50.92] The river was dry
[03:53.08] You pulled me down under the water
[03:58.03] Funny what makes you feel cared for
[04:02.98] Funny how well I remember
[04:07.31] What a relief to be grateful
[04:11.74] The blood leaks right out of my body
[04:17.52] Right out of my body
[04:23.41] At the family reunion, above ground pool
[04:28.17] There were uncles all over
[04:30.76] Nieces on edges of buildings
[04:35.26] Peering down into the party
[04:39.82] Barbecue breath on their pink tongues
[04:44.57] Lemonade stains on their tank tops
[04:49.22] We went away to the coatroom
[04:53.99] Lay still there under the window
[04:58.63] Called out the names of your brothers
[05:03.22] The truth is, I live to roll over
[05:07.67]