Flying Cars

Spiderwebs on the jungle gym
Can you remember when you were that thin
Drive to the beach in your beat up car
Washing dishes won't get you too far

Somebody ran off with our dignity
Take off your shirt and the money's free
A Cadillac full of Tommy guns
Used to be we were the lucky ones

It's not the same today
As it was yesterday
I feel so alone
Sometimes
The stars would shine
The Beatle's number 9
Gave me the creeps
Every time
They'll be no flying cars
In my life time

Dark Shadows swept the neighborhood
Always felt so misunderstood
Down in the dirt with a garden hose
Digging tunnels to where nobody knows

Somebody took off with our innocence
From pipe dreams to ambivalence
A pack of hounds and a pack of lies
The revolution must be digitized

It's not the same today
As it was yesterday
I feel so alone
Sometimes
The stars would shine
The Beatle's number 9
Gave me the creeps
Every time
They'll be no flying cars
In my lifetime

Two thousand years passed and no return
Nobody disappeared, nobody burned
Looks like tomorrow's just another day
Another chance to blow it all away

It's not the same today
As it was yesterday
I feel so alone
Sometimes
The stars would shine
The Beatle's number 9
Gave me the creeps
Every time
They'll be no flying cars
In my lifetime



Credits
Writer(s): James Kirk Adams
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