Lyrics Crash '14 - Menswear

Crash '14

Chrome fender, fast action
Smooth cruising, we glide
Drive me to completion
At one with her in size
Hitting heads with Elizabeth Taylor
Take a back seat in my mind
Accelerate and nail her
Lights down and driving by
Cracked windscreen, no caution
Burnt tarmac, on fire
Such concrete devotion
My mind has been hotwired
(Crash!)
There will be no room for you
(Crash!)
No way out for you to choose
(Crash!)
There will be no room for you
(Crash!)
Feel my future frustration
(?), in slick roads
Indicate your choice
My (?), at your call
My engine drowns my voice