King Car

It pulled you out of the slump
It fed you after the war
Now here's oil for the sump
Of your twentieth century motorcar

It's got those wings like a fish
It's got a tail like a bird
It's everything that you'd wish for?
Twentieth century motorcar

KING CAR

Is it everything that you want?
Is it everything that you feel?
Do you real1y want to undress her?
Twentieth century automobile.

KING CAR

And this fantastic, comfortable
Purring machine erupts into
Discord, erupts into violence
And while the mind searches for
What went wrong. The body does what it
Must do to survive



Credits
Writer(s): Langford, Hyatt, Timothy Brennan
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