Stuck in my beat suede shoes I cant wait,
Oh what a state to be in.
I need her heart and get a jack-jones for my sins,
Shes gonna ditch that shining, sick machine
And be speeding straight my way.
But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,
Just like the usa.

The secret is silver, its to shine and never simply survive
And dont swallow substitutes and never see second prize.
cos I know that my might could change my mind,
And Im told that by rights its not my find.
Id be a tribute to temptation in its glory and its grave,
But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,
Just like the usa.

The secret is silver, its to shine and never simply survive
And dont swallow substitutes and never see second prize.
cos I know that my might could change my mind,
And Im told that by rights its not my find.
Id be a tower to your highest hopes,
That no southern star could sway,
But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,
Just like the usa.

I hear those rhyming bells and heed the words they say,
And with a string of diamelles Ill steal her heart away.

cos I know that my might could change my mind,
And Im told that by rights its not my find.
In my star-bangled sailor suit,
Id be the pioneer by day,
But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,
Just like the usa.

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