ASLEEP AT THE WHEEL
Got tired of holding the cradle
Wept like a babe, wanted the ground to be stable
Cos you’re hot stuff and you can’t afford to spill on the ground
We fortified
Secured all the lines
Gave our phones juice
‘Cause what’s the point of anything if you can’t prove
to the many humans scrolling that it ever really happened?
Chorus
I saw him run into the lightening
Now I said it aloud and that makes it real
And I’m close to deciphering
How the guy survived as it’s clear he was asleep at the wheel
Verse
Hear you me, it’s a hidden affliction
But you know it’s okay ‘cause everyone has this addiction
To the same kinds of neon signs
An electric storm
I’ll be notified when I turn forty-five
That my mother is hanging on for dear life
Can’t talk, can’t move any parts save her fingers
And Lord knows she can type – ttttt typettttt typettttt typettttt type
Chorus
I saw him run into the lightening
Now I said it aloud and that makes it real
And I’m close to deciphering
How the guy survived as it’s clear he was asleep at the wheel