Silver Thunderbird

<br>Watched it coming up Winslow <br>Down South Park Boulevard <br>Yeah it was looking good from tail to hood <br>Great big fins and painted steel <br>Man it looked just like the Batmobile <br>With my old man behind the wheel<br><br>Well you could hardly even see him <br>In all of that chrome <br>The man with the plan and the pocket comb <br>But every night it carried him home <br>And I could hear him sayin`... <br><br>Don`t gimme no Buick <br>Son you must take my word <br>If there`s a God in heaven <br>He`s got a Silver Thunderbird <br>You can keep your Eldorados <br>And the foreign car`s absurd <br>Me I wanna go down <br>In a Silver Thunderbird <br><br>He got up every morning <br>While i was still asleep <br>But I remember the sound of him shuffling around<br>Then right before the crack of dawn <br>I heard him turn the motor on <br>But when I got up they were gone <br><br>Down the road in the rain and snow <br>The man and his machine would go <br>Oh the secrets that old car would know <br>Sometimes I hear him sayin`... <br><br>(Chorus)