Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who's Driving This Thing, artist - Gary Barlow. Album song Music Played By Humans, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 26.11.2020
Record label: A Polydor Records release
Song language: English
Who's Driving This Thing |
There’s a key and a spark |
And then out of the dark |
Comes a sound of a snare and a skin |
And the pulse of a drum |
Say something’s to come |
There’s a journey that’s about to begin |
An' like a fire and smoke, vodka and coke |
Certain combinations seem to attract |
So when you pull down the rear-view to see what’s near |
You find a double bass got in the back |
An' suddenly these guys call out to some keys guys |
And shout, «Climb in please guys, there’s space in this song here for you» |
So sit back |
Strap in |
Keep your hands inside the car |
Just check your belt and tighten |
Secure all your loose items |
With these guys around, we’re gonna hit the speed of sound |
But before we say go, hey |
Does anybody know who’s drivin' this thing? |
The needle starts shaking cause the motor’s waking up |
And all the horns start coming to life |
With a big low growl like a cat on the prowl |
Then a stab, sharp as a knife |
To reach light speed all y’need is a few more reeds in a song |
Five saxes in a row rise out the back, blow hard an' all the stars go long |
Just when you panic this thing is not aerodynamic |
You find you’ve got wings as the strings climb aboard |
So sit back |
Strap in |
Keep your hands inside the car |
Just check your belt and tighten |
Secure all your loose items |
With these guys around, we’re gonna hit the speed of sound |
But before you say go, hey |
Does anybody know who’s drivin' this thing? |
Yeah, who’s driving this thing? |
Yeah, who’s driving this thing? |
On a wing and a prayer (Yes we are) |
Are we happy back there? |
(Yes we are) |
Are we worse for wear? |
(Yes we are) |
Does anybody care? |
(No) |
Speed takes what control you’ve got |
You have fabulous sails |
But if you haven’t got a rudder you haven’t got a yacht |
Hey |
Temperature’s rising, the engine is hissing |
The guys reminisce how this whole thing got started |
You realise the part of the band you’ve been missing |
Music is only a song if you sing |
God, Don’t tell me the singer is driving this thing |
Sit back |
Strap in |
Keep your hands inside the car |
Just check your belt and tighten |
Secure all your loose items |
At last I understand, if you’re a player in this band |
It means you’ve got a hand on the wheel |
If you beat, strum or blow scrape or sing |
Which means you are alive in this |
Everyone’s driving this thing |
In 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 |
Okay, open the doors and let 'em in |