Our father
That year's model
Descended from a very long line
Land Rover
Everyone pile in
Let's go for a ride
Left out by the side of the road
You know I pissed my pissed
Getting educated
Rolling down the power windows
Won't you
Take a look at everything
Take a look at that
Take a look at that
Take a look at that
Take a look at everything
Eight-track players, sex on electric seats
For a couple of bucks you can drive all night
Drive all night, all night
Wearing black in the rearview mirror
Sneaking peaks
Looking back
Take a look at that
Take a look at that
Take a look at that
Take a look at everything
Lost angels learn to fly
See them fill up the sky
And when it's time to live
You just turn away