Porsche Majeure

This house is not a home

Rollcage and crumple zone

Freedom is violence

You have everything you need

Tear away through burning grass

Bruised chrome and broken glass

First man and then machine

Unlike any other

Feel the push of an unseen hand

Control without command

From driveways of suburban homes

We go anywhere we please

Feel the pulse of a pierced aorta

We can all breathe underwater

Always there for you

There is no substitute

You will never feel alone again

You will never feel alone again

You will never feel alone again

You will never feel alone again