The Streets - Roof Of Your Car [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've opened up my eyes

On the leg and a wing
We'll be winging it hard
On the wing of prayer
On the wing of a car
Between radio stations and tuned-in verse
Are echoes of the creation of this Universe

Stars don't light up
Stars reflect
I don't light up
We reflect
You then light up I deflect
Just the racket of crickets
And this packet of biscuits
Some flat out big riffs
And a fat lemon bifter

[Hook]
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
On the roof of your car at the stars
Through to the star

Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've opened up my eyes

One day they're gonna make electrical implants for the brain that
Simulate raving sensations Wayne
Imagine the dilemma
For the man and his penance
If he could get fucked
Without hanging his health up
Would this be illegal (no no no)
Would the Daily Mail rail on it?
Is this evil to need to escape these capers

[Hook]

Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've opened up my eyes

Pull out the glove box
Blanket in the boot
Yesterday's sweets are hankering for some fruit
In a rainproof jacket on the sunroof
Sack it
I wish on a star
I wish for a bar with a cigar
Start up the engine til the battery doesn't flatten
The music on the shuffle is becoming a patent
I don't know what that is

[Hook]

Like some Ballardian nightmare from 1986
Let the satellite navigation system guide us to the Styx
We ride on her direction through the night while up to tricks
So the authority like figures don't find us with ours spliffs

[Hook]

Gaze up to the skies
Truth you've opened up my eyes