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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

My Favorite Highway - Getaway Car

Take me somewhere I’ve never been before
open my eyes just a little — leave me wanting more
When they tell you it’s all for the money, all for the money
Raise your voice so you can tell somebody, tell somebody

When all you hold in your heart slips away, you have to choose —
fall behind, make a change, or change your mind.

Go on, get up, get out,
don’t even think about it
you don’t need to leave it behind
but you can live without it
jump in your car like you’re ready to ride
you got a buck forty-five left to keep you alive.
And now everybody’s messing it up
no we don’t talk about
how everything is falling apart
well then you go around
It’s everything that you couldn’t find;
with an open mind, it’s all you’ve ever known.

Sing me something I’ve never heard before
Open my heart just a little; leave me wanting more..
When they tell you it’s all for the money, all for the money..
raise your voice and you can tell somebody, tell somebody

When all you hold in your heart slips away, you have to choose —
fall behind, make a change, or change your mind.

Go on, get up, get out,
don’t even think about it
you don’t need to live it behind
but you can leave without it
jump in your car like you’re ready to ride
you got a buck forty-five left to keep you alive.
And now everybody’s messing it up
no we don’t talk about
how everything is falling apart
well then you go around
It’s everything that you couldn’t find;
with an open mind, it’s all you’ve ever known.

Looks like we didn’t get far in a getaway car..
you can’t break free no matter where you are and
it feels like home is just a time and a place ..
— you find yourself in an empty space.

You better go on, get up, get out..
it’s all you’ve ever known.
Don’t even think about it —
go on, get up, get out..
it’s all you’ve ever known..
all you’ve ever known.
o on, get up, get out,
don’t even think about it
you don’t need to live it behind
but you can leave without it
jump in your car like you’re ready to ride
you got a buck forty-five left to keep you alive.
And now everybody’s messing it up
no we don’t talk about
how everything is falling apart
well then you go around
It’s everything that you couldn’t find;
with an open mind, it’s all you’ve ever known.

These lyrics are by My Favorite Highway, from Getaway Car. Posted at 7:22am on 23 July 2008.
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