Automatic

Headstrong, lazy The tingle of the static I drive an automatic Sucker for luck, dear And nothing too dramatic I drive an automatic I drive an automatic I grow slower (I grow slower) Never grow up (Never grow up) This is havoc (Havoc) But we come back up (Come back down) Onwards and upwards Our minds become nomadic I drive an automatic And it means nothing to me (It's close enough) And it means nothing to you (Not far enough) When you look in from the outside When you're looking from the There's nothing to see Headstrong, lazy The tingle of the static I drive an automatic No estimation And nothing acrobatic I drive an automatic I drive an automatic In the whirlwind Mother of pearl kids This is tragic A modern classic Straight onto paradise Blinkers preventing panic I drive an automatic And it means nothing to me (It's close enough) And it means nothing to you (Not far enough) When you look in from the outside When you're looking from the There's nothing to see (I'll die before I'm automatic) Just roll with me Handbrake and slide Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high And we glide Just roll with me Handbrake and slide Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high Roll with me Handbrake and slide Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high And we glide Just roll with me Handbrake and slide Feel nothing just ride Slow sighs keep you high (I'll die before I'm automatic)