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Paroles Rush Red Barchetta lyrics

Paroles Rush Red Barchetta

My uncle has a country place

That no one knows about.

He says it used to be a farm

Before the Motor Law.

And on Sundays I elude the Eyes,

And hop the Turbine Freight

To far outside the Wire

Where my white-haired uncle waits.

Jump to the ground

As the Turbo slows to cross the borderline.

Run like the wind

As excitement shivers up and down my spine.

Down in his barn

My uncle preserved for me an old machine

For fifty-odd years.

To keep it as new has been his dearest dream.

I strip away the old debris

That hides a shining car:

A brilliant Red Barchetta

From a better vanished time.

I fire up the willing engine

Responding with a roar.

Tires spitting gravel,

I commit my weekly crime.

Wind

In my hair

Shifting and drifting

Mechanical music

Adrenaline surge...

Well-weathered leather,

Hot metal and oil,

The scented country air.

Sunlight on chrome,

The blur of the landscape,

Every nerve aware.

Suddenly ahead of me

Across the mountainside

A gleaming alloy air-car

Shoots towards me, two lanes wide.



I spin around with shrieking tires

To run the deadly race

Go screaming through the valley

As another joins the chase.

Drive like the wind

Straining the limits of machine and man.

Laughing out loud with fear and hope

I've got a desperate plan.

At the one-lane bridge

I leave the giants stranded at the riverside.

Race back to the farm

To dream with my uncle at the fireside.
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  • Par SI JCD le 2009/12/23 12:39

    Un super groupe qui a su évoluer durant toutes ces années, cette chanson est un message d'espoir... A qui veut bien l'entendre !!!

  • Par Ydiayqdw le 2009/07/15 07:40

    EKXWMh

  • Par jojo le 2009/07/02 18:45

    je ne comprends pas du tout cette stupide chanson

  • Par Visiteur le 2006/08/31 23:48

    Yeah! Super groupe!