Hell in a Fast Car

Every decade a wave of new bands hit the clubs and bars
Angry and hungry and young with a sound like they come from Mars
Breaking those rules and precedents, making old fools irrelevant
Hey!
I got their teeth in my neck and I don’t mind
Every summer, I die a little more
Every summer…
To finally get beaten
It feels just like being eaten
We’re going to hell in a fast car with top down and no seat belts
Grab hold of art, enjoy it
But then you must destroy it
We’re going to hell in a fast car with the top down and no seat belts
Rock and roll is all about the fresh and new
Why would you do something someone else did do?
Stick those records in your open mouth and chew
It’ll make you grow strong
I put my contribution in
Now I’m just food for children
I have met my murderers, shook their hands
Said «Thank you, sirs»
Happy to be obsolete
Every summer, I die a little more
(I die just a little bit)
Every summer…
To finally get beaten
It feels just like being eaten
We’re going to hell in a fast car with top down and no seat belts
Grab hold of art, enjoy it
But then you must destroy it
We’re going to hell in a fast car with the top down and no seat belts
It is your sacred duty
To assimilate all this beauty
Redefine what music should be
Make the past seem dull and ugly
You fail if your output doesn’t
Render everything before redundant
I never had the guts to do it
In my heart, I guess I always knew it