Текст: Holly Throsby. Under the Town. The Shoulders And Bends.

Driving at night
Pedal down in the dark
Rabbits they run out
Look at them go so fast!
Some of them old
And some of them young like us
Be careful now little ones
This is a weapon, this car
So much depends upon the shoulders and bends
So much depends upon the wheels as they spin
We could be anyone or do anything
I?m trying to trust you but I just don?t know where you?ve been
Both of us fighting now
Oh honey, look at us
Horses are running!
They?re shooting on past like stars
Lord, could they drag us
Or could they tear us apart?
Or are you the wicked one,
Are you the hoof in my heart?
And all this depends upon the shoulders and bends
So much depends upon the wheels as they spin
We could be anyone or do anything
I?m trying to trust you but I just don?t know where you?ve been
Cold, cold feet between us
I?ve got cold feet so baby, warm them up
Baby, be my shoes and socks
And let me trust you
So much depends upon the wheels as they spin
We could be anyone or do anything
I?m trying to trust you but I just don?t know where you?ve been