Lake Drive Lyrics – Glenn Richards
Singer: Glenn Richards
Title: Lake Drive
It’s a scrambling kind of life
It could finish any time
Of hard to locate station, a flickering picture kind
Of over supply of days, then always exhausted time
Of ambient desperation, a keening wave of sine
And really baby really, that would probably be fine
Never sure if what I thought, was a clambering up, a climb
Wasn’t a pivot down, wasn’t
A slow decline
When you’re always scrambling you’re always digging
Down into the hungry lime
The deep moronic base
The ruthless icing on the cake
The puling soggy centre
Makes for sеntimental paste
Profane gеography does the range of dividing make –
I couldn’t mander the ferry
I drove my car into the lake
Nothing made sense anymore…(not that it ever did)
Nothing makes sense anymore…(not that it ever will)
A little early in the piece
To be from my senses released
A little green for a critical break
Still, I drove my car into the lake
When you’re not dying you’re not dying, you’re not really living not really
The thing you reach out to touch it isn’t much, it’s touchy feely
It’s a scrambling kind of life, a spanning of barely par
A scrambling life that isn’t? Well they rarely are
Heaven has always been on earth, it’s for the bankers and killers
Magnum daddies and their pretties, mercenary gorillas
It isn’t for me anymore…(not that it ever was)
It’s all just a little bit fake, so I drive my car into the lake…
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