Song Length |
4:04 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative |
Lyrics
The Silver Chevrolet
It doesn?t matter what they say: collective insanity.
It doesn?t matter what I say: I?m all wrong.
It doesn?t matter what they think, I really couldn?t care.
It doesn?t matter what I want, they don?t want me.
It doesn?t matter if I give one hundred and ten percent,
It doesn?t matter if I give up my story.
It doesn?t matter if I get three weeks and holidays,
It doesn?t matter if I know they don?t want me.
And I wake up someday mourning over dreams
Where I let them have their say
And I get to ride away in a silver Chevrolet, singing.
And I wake up someday mourning over dreams
Where I let them have their say
And I get to ride away in a silver Chevrolet, singing.
It doesn?t matter that they know I?m never going anywhere,
It doesn?t matter that I know there?s no choices.
It doesn?t matter that I sold my soul for insecurity,
It doesn?t matter that I know they don?t want me.
And I wake up someday mourning over dreams
Where I let them have their say
But I get to ride away in a silver Chevrolet, singing.
©2004 Leighton Christopher-Smith (pseudonym for Robert Mendonsa)
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