What is out there on the hill Melted rubber and good will And some fuel that won't kill All the time we've been holding still I can't be keeping track Off your dwelling behind my back It is giving me the chills I brace myself for the final smack Take the old car for a spin Kick it in, kick it in The leather on your skin Takes you in, takes you in The price you pay Might be another way To rediscover the borders ♪ What is out there in the trees Tops are catching a strong breeze Wounded souls you'll never please They keep on diving in seven seas My hands are soaking wet Try to wash of all the dirt Feel the pressure on my cheeks High speed, take lead For the bet you made Take the old car for a spin Kick it in, kick it in The leather on your skin Takes you in, takes you in The price you pay Might be another way To rediscover the borders Take the old car for a spin Kick it in, kick it in The leather on your skin Takes you in, takes you in The price you pay Might be another way To rediscover the borders