Every songwriter has to write a car song, this is mine.
Lyrics
Great big car
gleaming like the moon
on a silver sea
Great big car
something in me cries
lord that could be me
I'm not talking 'bout
things that I ain't seen
I'm not talking 'bout
people I don't know
When I was young
I thought I owned the street
With a great big car
It made me fast and bold
Great big car
I stole a lot of gas
for that great big car
Little bitty girl
dumb as a stick
and twice as poor
Talking to the man
with the great big car
by the bus depot door
I'm not talking 'bout
things that I ain't seen
I'm not talking 'bout
people I don't know
I've seen the children
lining up to
trade their dreams
for a nightmare ride
a ride that’s fast and cold
in a great big car
and they pay for
the gas in that
great big car
Company man
I know what you're doin'
for that great big car
Great big car
cost more than a poor
mans house and yard
I'm not talking 'bout
things that I ain't seen
I'm not talking 'bout
people I don't know
Would a man rob God
to hold them golden keys
just to drive and drive
when there's no where to go?
In your great big car
Well I know where you're goin'
in that great big car
Great big car I know
where you're goin'
in that great big car
