Song Lyrics
Let s drive the cadillac into the sea, i ll rust with you, the malt shop s a derelict skeleton
Gone to rust, on this memory, on a yellow dying lawn
cause the records are all burnt and dying
Gone to rust, dashboard lights glowing red and the moonlight catching on her pretty head
Fishnets and a broken dream, in the winter cold she kisses
the disco s dead and the hop is done
cause the records are all burnt and dying
gone to rust
Let s drive the cadillac into the sea, belt buckle grease, on this memory
reminiscing in a retrograde will fuel our pointless escapade
Blue petrol flame makes the jukebox scream, and your future flings follow en route Giraffe, the raves are flickering out
it s all gone
An electric stare, i ll rust with every one of you Giraffe, black leather lace
and your future flings follow en route
On this memory, gone to rust
It s got transmission in my memory, i ll rust with every one of you
Have got me feelin it s all, black leather lace, gone to rust
Dashboard lights glowing red and the moonlight catching on her pretty head, gone to rust
i m sittin there by the girl with the golden hair
The cool cats all there are crying, and your future flings follow en route, in my white cadillac
On a yellow dying lawn, i ll rust with every one of you
I m sittin there by the girl with the golden hair, a poppin gum
i ll rust with every one of you
I ll rust with you, nostalgic nights
Nostalgic nights, fishnets and a broken dream You, the raves are flickering out
It s all gone gone, nostalgic nights, it s got transmission in my memory
black leather lace
i ll rust with you
It s all gone gone, an electric stare, i ll rust with you
The cool cats all there are crying, baby don t keep me waiting, gone to rust
Black leather lace, on a yellow dying lawn I'll, while the radio plays a crackling song
Let s drive the cadillac into the sea, i ll rust with every one of you
In the winter cold she kisses, i ll rust with every one of you
gone to rust
have got me feelin it s all
cause the records are all burnt and dying
while the radio plays a crackling song
while the radio plays a crackling song
fishnets and a broken dream
belt buckle grease
Blue petrol flame makes the jukebox scream, let s drive the cadillac into the sea
And vanishes despite my wishes, black leather lace, may it rust in peace
let s drive the cadillac into the sea
Reminiscing in a retrograde will fuel our pointless escapade, it s got transmission in my memory
On this memory, a poppin gum, nostalgic nights
Nostalgic nights, gone to rust
on a yellow dying lawn
I ll rust with you, in my white cadillac
on a yellow dying lawn
in the winter cold she kisses