Chris MacAlister - Gearslip Lyrics

Now I feel that it must be some kind of habit
That's got me rolling round inside my head
And I just can't quite grab it
And when it's teasing me with glimpses
Of what I wish to convey
I find these words are not my friend
And language just gets in my way

Oo-oo, a gear slip within my brain
I got the window wipers working
But they can't keep up with all this rain
Oo-oo, it's impeding on my sight
When your mind is like a motor car
Sometimes you don't like driving through the night

It's like I'm driving 'round in circles
I'm repeating all my thoughts
And then you think you're making progress
But the sat' nav' tells you you are lost
And when I finally feel I'm stumbling on the words
I emerge from all the speed bumps
And find out that I'm in reverse

Oo-oo, a gear slip within my brain
I got the window wipers working
But they can't keep up with all this rain
Oo-oo, it's impeding on my sight
When your mind is like a motor car
Sometimes you don't like driving through the night

In some clapped out banger
But I'm saving up my money
Before I hit one more disaster
And It's getting busy inside
And I'm steaming up the windows
And I bet it looks real dodgy from the outside

Oo-oo, a gear slip within my brain
I got the window wipers working
But they can't keep up with all this rain
Oo-oo, it's impeding on my sight
When your mind is like a motor car
Sometimes you don't like driving through the night
Sometimes you don't like driving through the night
Sometimes you don't like driving through the night