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1st track from Retrolust's 2nd album, "Pump It."
This song is not for the weakhearted. It's a cautionary tale, similar to movies like Kalifornia or The Hitcher.
The whole album is built on themes of driving, sexual deviance and loneliness.
This song is not for the weakhearted. It's a cautionary tale, similar to movies like Kalifornia or The Hitcher.
The whole album is built on themes of driving, sexual deviance and loneliness.
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Lyrics
01. Backseat Driver
Get in the backseat
Let's go for a ride
I'm going to strip you of all of your pride
Get in the backseat
Cheap gasoline
A lemon and some blasphemy
It smells like fears dismount to me
Even though you tried to run away
I cannot hide this magic locale
But the only taste a bleeding animal on all four
I press it down
Eat the floor
Take your hand
Into the door
I wonder how
We learn to feel
Time is gold
Tied down to ebony
Zip it up and down
Erotica shopping spree
For the last time, you should run away.
Get in the backseat
Let's go for a ride
I'm going to strip you of all of your pride
Get in the backseat
Cheap gasoline
A lemon and some blasphemy
I'd love
To feel you
And you'd love
To feel something you need
The love
Erase you
To feel
So much precision in a man
I can't help the furniture or the place
I'll see my thoughts become the evidence
A savior fucked the consequence
A valiant-aged enemy, yeah yeah yeah
You're panties on a stirring wheel
Oh oh, avoid the stoplight It's surreal
Oh oh, lets pull into a hotel off the road
And we can give 'em all a fucking Broadway show
I peel the skin down like the wolves
Avoid the shell like you should
A disenchanted little girl
From teenage zombie to a BTK
I don't know why I want to make
A sitting accident so murderous
As the chemicals boil her ends
I think big shots should never-ever…
Get in the backseat
Let's go for a ride
I'm going to strip you of all of your pride
Get in the backseat
Cheap gasoline
A lemon and some blasphemy
Get in the backseat
Let's go for a ride
I'm going to strip you of all of your pride
Get in the backseat
Cheap gasoline
A lemon and some blasphemy
It smells like fears dismount to me
Even though you tried to run away
I cannot hide this magic locale
But the only taste a bleeding animal on all four
I press it down
Eat the floor
Take your hand
Into the door
I wonder how
We learn to feel
Time is gold
Tied down to ebony
Zip it up and down
Erotica shopping spree
For the last time, you should run away.
Get in the backseat
Let's go for a ride
I'm going to strip you of all of your pride
Get in the backseat
Cheap gasoline
A lemon and some blasphemy
I'd love
To feel you
And you'd love
To feel something you need
The love
Erase you
To feel
So much precision in a man
I can't help the furniture or the place
I'll see my thoughts become the evidence
A savior fucked the consequence
A valiant-aged enemy, yeah yeah yeah
You're panties on a stirring wheel
Oh oh, avoid the stoplight It's surreal
Oh oh, lets pull into a hotel off the road
And we can give 'em all a fucking Broadway show
I peel the skin down like the wolves
Avoid the shell like you should
A disenchanted little girl
From teenage zombie to a BTK
I don't know why I want to make
A sitting accident so murderous
As the chemicals boil her ends
I think big shots should never-ever…
Get in the backseat
Let's go for a ride
I'm going to strip you of all of your pride
Get in the backseat
Cheap gasoline
A lemon and some blasphemy
