| Song | Auto |
| Artist | Peter Hammill |
| Album | In a Foreign Town |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Here's a sensation I wouldn't trade – | |
| pinpoint in the onrush, | |
| dancing to the rhythm of the wiper blades. | |
| Up ahead on the autobahn | |
| headlights like a lava stream; | |
| up ahead in the distance is where we're going, | |
| where we will have been. | |
| Back in the motor, keep going overnight; | |
| we've got no certain destination | |
| but for all we know we might. | |
| So get back in the motor, let's drive it anyplace... | |
| better to travel hopefully | |
| than to arrive, in any case. | |
| While you check out the map-book, | |
| just like a novel that's all out of joint, | |
| our passport into anonymity... | |
| stick a pin into the vanishing point. | |
| I could drive for hours, | |
| don't even need to know the way to go; | |
| I could drive forever | |
| with some classical music on the radio. | |
| Back in the motor, back into overdrive | |
| and if we travel hopefully then we'll know we're alive. | |
| Get back in das Auto, let's drive it anyplace, | |
| better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. | |
| We could drive forever, | |
| we could drive forever, | |
| I caught you thinking, I bet you were, | |
| that we could drive forever | |
| in the never-never land of the metaphor. | |
| Back in the motor, keep going overnight; | |
| We've got no key to the highway | |
| but for all we know we might as well | |
| get back in the motor, let's drive it anyplace, | |
| better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. | |
| So get back in the motor, let's get on with the drive | |
| and if we travel hopefully then we know we're alive. | |
| Get back in the motor. | |
| Let's get back in the motor, | |
| get in tune with the motor, | |
| get back. |
| Here' s a sensation I wouldn' t trade | |
| pinpoint in the onrush, | |
| dancing to the rhythm of the wiper blades. | |
| Up ahead on the autobahn | |
| headlights like a lava stream | |
| up ahead in the distance is where we' re going, | |
| where we will have been. | |
| Back in the motor, keep going overnight | |
| we' ve got no certain destination | |
| but for all we know we might. | |
| So get back in the motor, let' s drive it anyplace... | |
| better to travel hopefully | |
| than to arrive, in any case. | |
| While you check out the mapbook, | |
| just like a novel that' s all out of joint, | |
| our passport into anonymity... | |
| stick a pin into the vanishing point. | |
| I could drive for hours, | |
| don' t even need to know the way to go | |
| I could drive forever | |
| with some classical music on the radio. | |
| Back in the motor, back into overdrive | |
| and if we travel hopefully then we' ll know we' re alive. | |
| Get back in das Auto, let' s drive it anyplace, | |
| better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. | |
| We could drive forever, | |
| we could drive forever, | |
| I caught you thinking, I bet you were, | |
| that we could drive forever | |
| in the nevernever land of the metaphor. | |
| Back in the motor, keep going overnight | |
| We' ve got no key to the highway | |
| but for all we know we might as well | |
| get back in the motor, let' s drive it anyplace, | |
| better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. | |
| So get back in the motor, let' s get on with the drive | |
| and if we travel hopefully then we know we' re alive. | |
| Get back in the motor. | |
| Let' s get back in the motor, | |
| get in tune with the motor, | |
| get back. |
| Here' s a sensation I wouldn' t trade | |
| pinpoint in the onrush, | |
| dancing to the rhythm of the wiper blades. | |
| Up ahead on the autobahn | |
| headlights like a lava stream | |
| up ahead in the distance is where we' re going, | |
| where we will have been. | |
| Back in the motor, keep going overnight | |
| we' ve got no certain destination | |
| but for all we know we might. | |
| So get back in the motor, let' s drive it anyplace... | |
| better to travel hopefully | |
| than to arrive, in any case. | |
| While you check out the mapbook, | |
| just like a novel that' s all out of joint, | |
| our passport into anonymity... | |
| stick a pin into the vanishing point. | |
| I could drive for hours, | |
| don' t even need to know the way to go | |
| I could drive forever | |
| with some classical music on the radio. | |
| Back in the motor, back into overdrive | |
| and if we travel hopefully then we' ll know we' re alive. | |
| Get back in das Auto, let' s drive it anyplace, | |
| better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. | |
| We could drive forever, | |
| we could drive forever, | |
| I caught you thinking, I bet you were, | |
| that we could drive forever | |
| in the nevernever land of the metaphor. | |
| Back in the motor, keep going overnight | |
| We' ve got no key to the highway | |
| but for all we know we might as well | |
| get back in the motor, let' s drive it anyplace, | |
| better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. | |
| So get back in the motor, let' s get on with the drive | |
| and if we travel hopefully then we know we' re alive. | |
| Get back in the motor. | |
| Let' s get back in the motor, | |
| get in tune with the motor, | |
| get back. |