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Cadillac Freeway

from clean slate by Torture and The Desert Spiders

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This track was written after a drive on the freeway with my dad, looking at the fancy cars in the suburbs. Sometimes you just don't have enough time with people, and you have this vision of the life you want to have and because of that, other things like family can fall to the way-side. It is a shame. So the little stuff really matters, like dinner or mixtape or one-pixel video calls.
But still there's a gal in there somewhere that needs to make things and who couldn't from New Jersey any longer.

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Left her on the other side of the world
she was a superstar of her own dimension
'er father took her driving on a Cadillac-freeway
all the way down to the fire-station
she was burning, alright

September came and it still tasted like summer,
if you blinked you would've missed it in it's entirety
by the time they woke up it was a picnic
-couldn't tell you what had happened, for the life of me,
it was a dream

and the thing is that nobodies sure how she got home
probability and sweethearts don't hold hands...
but if I looked at lightning and said very softly

'theres just one, one, one, thing on my mind-
how do my legs-legs-legs look in this light?
theres just one, one, one, thing on my mind-
how do my legs-legs-legs look in this light?"

- it was a dream. it was a dream.

Filled up her pack and she was blazing skyward-
no-one knew, no questions unanswered
but give her five minutes and a dollar to take her away from here, away from here

September came and it still tasted like Summer
and you knew that it would be gone in an instant
oh you could just cut those red tapes and maybe you'll be free...


and the thing is that nobodies sure how she got home
probability and sweethearts don't hold hands...
but if I looked at lightning and said very softly

'theres just one, one, one, thing on my mind-
how do my legs-legs-legs look in this light?
theres just one, one, one, thing on my mind-
how do my legs-legs-legs look in this light?"

- it was a dream. it was a dream.

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from clean slate, released December 24, 2021
Music / Lyrics by Anna Kunz

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