Songtext von Catalytic Converter

Clutch control has left me cold On single-track or open road. And those things do escape my notice unless I'm trying hard to focus. Rear-view mirrors are a waste of time 'Cause I don't believe in hindsight. And when the past is over. They make me look over my shoulder The answer to the question on your lips; Is yes, I can handle the stick. Fast cars are not my thing. And now I regret letting in That old faced gentleman who only took me for spin. Next time I will try to judge it better. Clutch control has left me cold On single-track or open road. And those things do escape my notice unless I'm trying hard to focus. Rear-view mirrors are a waste of time 'Cause I don't believe in hindsight. And when the past is over. They make me look over my shoulder The answer to the question on your lips; Is yes, I can handle the stick. Fast cars are not my thing. And now I regret letting in That old faced gentleman who only took me for a spin. Next time I will try to judge it better. You're my, you, you're my; You're my, you're my spark plug. You're my, you, you're my; You're my accelerator. And you're my, you, you're my; You're my catalytic converter. You're my, you, you're my; You're my, you're my spark plug. You're my, you, you're my; You're my accelerator. And you're my, you, you're my; You're my catalytic converter. Fast cars are not my thing. And now I regret letting in That old faced gentleman who only took me for a spin. Fast cars are not my thing. And now I regret letting in That old faced gentleman who only took me for a spin. Next time I will try, Next time I will try, Next time I will try to judge it better.