he getaway car in your backyard was your last resort
hidden under vines and autumn leaves
waiting there for you to come when it was just too hard

sit there with your hands upon the wheel

you can run


the getaway car could take you there, any place you need
around the corner, up into the sky

somewhere on this highway you forgot that you could dream
forgot that you could break the speed of life


you can run, but you won't get far
now you've locked your keys in the getaway car


drawn into the high-speed chase, fight for bottom line
sirens push the pedal to the floor
the getaway car looks rusty but you know that it can shine

fill 'er up again and let it roar

everyone forgets about this place

but we all need a little time and space