The Mothertongue – The Driver lyrics

Office,
Marquee,
I'm your
Taxi.
Long road,
No fear,
Drop off,
Not here.

Full Stop
Rat race,
Fall back,
Give chase.
No fare,
No pay,
No such
Wrong way.

Fortunate to recognise this feeling.
Blessed to know just which way we are steering.

When all you see is road you're near me,
One footstep brings you to me,
But you can't get out here.

Full speed,
Full pace,
Do what
She says.
No fair,
No pay,
No such
Wrong way.

Understand the practice and the theory.
Blessed to know just which way we are steering.

When all you see is road you're near me,
One foostep leave her dragging out behind me.
Lift me up and slow down with me,
Take my hand, hold tight,
You can't get out here,

Drive on.