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Race Cars And Goth Rock Lyrics
I see him look at you and speak with such eloquence
All I can do is rhyme "eloquence" with "precedence"
It's the only word I think about
When you're his and not mine
(So unkind, so unkind)
And it gets so annoying like a chick magazine
With Seventeen subscription cards shoved in between
They fall past my seat and they land at my feet
Right next to my pride
Now can you beat that?
What can I say?
I come from race cars and goth rock
And what can you do?
You're just California gridlock
A broken-down Camaro
Overheated, but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this crash
Seven days passed since your last break-up note
With its shaky and scribbled-out, started-over, broken words that you wrote
You know, having what you needed wasn't good enough for you
(Never do, never do)
And now you're in his house that's the size of a mall
I've never seen a grand piano look so fucking small
You know, it's probably one of many things that are small about him too
Oh what can I say?
I come from race cars and punk rock
And what can you do?
You're just California gridlock
A broken-down Camaro
Overheated, but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this
Can we just try to forget that we were ever very different?
'Cause the tattoo on your shoulder tells me, baby, that ain't true
But I like that in you
So quit trying to prove yourself
And wake up and lose yourself in me
And what can I say?
I come from race cars and cock rock
And what can you do?
You're just California gridlock
A broken-down Camaro
Overheated, but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this
What can I say?
I come from race cars an pop rocks
And what can you do?
You're just California gridlock
A broken-down Camaro
Overheated, but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this
All I can do is rhyme "eloquence" with "precedence"
It's the only word I think about
When you're his and not mine
(So unkind, so unkind)
With Seventeen subscription cards shoved in between
They fall past my seat and they land at my feet
Right next to my pride
Now can you beat that?
I come from race cars and goth rock
And what can you do?
You're just California gridlock
A broken-down Camaro
Overheated, but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this crash
With its shaky and scribbled-out, started-over, broken words that you wrote
You know, having what you needed wasn't good enough for you
(Never do, never do)
And now you're in his house that's the size of a mall
I've never seen a grand piano look so fucking small
You know, it's probably one of many things that are small about him too
I come from race cars and punk rock
And what can you do?
You're just California gridlock
A broken-down Camaro
Overheated, but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this
'Cause the tattoo on your shoulder tells me, baby, that ain't true
But I like that in you
So quit trying to prove yourself
And wake up and lose yourself in me
I come from race cars and cock rock
And what can you do?
You're just California gridlock
A broken-down Camaro
Overheated, but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this
I come from race cars an pop rocks
And what can you do?
You're just California gridlock
A broken-down Camaro
Overheated, but you'll never know
You're the one that caused this
Song Info
Submitted by
blueandstarry On Apr 12, 2004
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THIS SONG HOS NO COMMENTS WTF!?!? this song, takes several times listening to for it to grow on you but honestly once it does its the most amazing of all of his songs, honestly, its so GOOD!!
Best song on "Letters" period. The bridge is kind of choppy, but that's part of the charm.
It's a bitter song about Butch's first relationship that he had when he moved to L.A. It is also the conclusion of what I consider the mini-L.A. narrative that Butch squeezes in to Letters (a la "So At Last", "Uncomfortably Numb", "Lights Out").
Other than that it's about having opposites attrack. Butch was a redneck from a small town in Georgia, and he meets a girl that is "California gridlock", or basically a stereotypical Cali gal. I love the clever lyrics, the twangy country feel to it at times, and be sure to check out the down-tempoed bass line when entering the final chorus immediatley following the bridge. =]