heather monahan - 1993 honda accord lyrics
[spoken]
and when the summer rolls, the camping place was vacant, only a little litter left by the people, and the camping place was ready for a new world and a new night. but along the highway, the cars of the migrant people crawled out like bugs, and the narrow concrete miles stretched ahead
[sung]
i am driving now, but i’m not sure i will get anywhere
in this old car. oh, i wish it didn’t have that old car air
took the car through the wash with the antennae up. now the radio is jacked
so i sing to myself just to keep from driving too fast
i want to drive anywhere that’s far away
but i am too scared of the cars in the other lanes
through the old speakers i think i hear the beginning of a song
but the signal grows weaker. it was never very strong
pretty soon i know it was the wind through the broken window
the one in the backseat that i broke two summers ago
i’ve got one c-ssette; henry fonda reads “the grapes of wrath”
i can drive you home, but it can get a little quiet on the way back
i can always talk to henry fonda
in our 1993 little green honda
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