Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song American Highway, artist - Ezra Furman. Date of issue: 01.04.2013
Song language: English
American Highway |
| She is pressing foot to pedal |
| She is zooming straight away |
| She is swimming in the jukebox |
| Of the screaming, driving day |
| She’s about the age of Mary |
| When she had her wonderboy |
| She’s an alcohol enthusiast |
| Whose dad is unemployed |
| She is wrapped around the steering wheel |
| She is focused on her goal |
| She is pulling out the vomit |
| From the bottom of my soul |
| I can’t tell if I see sunshine |
| Or only the city’s glow |
| I catch the wind in jelly jars |
| To listen to it blow |
| I’m so cautious I get nauseous |
| As my highway stretches out |
| My little pupils dilate |
| In the shadow of a doubt |
| I see billboards, I see wagons |
| And I see she’s gone to sleep |
| The gap to faith is tiny |
| But I can’t begin to leap |
| We are sick and we are injured |
| Terrible and torn in half |
| We are driving, we are trading in |
| A whimper for a laugh |
| We are tuneless, we are toneless |
| Our speedometer sings |
| We are stained, we are Starbucks coffe |
| We are jacks and queens and kings |
| We have but one navigator |
| And a single one to drive |
| We are tending to pretend |
| We’re at the endings of our lives |