Rush - Red Barchetta - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Rush - Red Barchetta lyrics

Artist: Rush

album: Moving Pictures (40th Anniversary Super Deluxe)

My uncle has a country place
No one knows about
He says it used to be a farm
Before the Motor Law
And on Sundays, I elude the eyes
And hop the turbine freight
To far outside the wire
Where my white-haired uncle waits
♪
Jump to the ground as the turbo slows
To cross the border line
Run like the wind as excitement shivers
Up and down my spine
Down in his barn, my uncle preserved for me an old machine
For 50-odd years
To keep it as new has been
His dearest dream
I strip away the old debris that hides a shining car
A brilliant red Barchetta from a better vanished time
We'll fire up the willing engine, responding with a roar
Tires spitting gravel, I commit my weekly crime
♪
Wind in my hair
Shifting and drifting
Mechanical music
Adrenaline surge
♪
Well-weathered leather, hot metal and oil
The scented country air
Sunlight on chrome, the blur of the landscape
Every nerve aware
♪
Suddenly, ahead of me, across the mountainside
A gleaming alloy air car shoots towards me, two lanes wide
I spin around with shrieking tires to run the deadly race
Go screaming through the valley as another joins the chase
♪
Drive like the wind, straining the limits
Of machine and man
Laughing out loud in fear and hope
I've got a desperate plan
At the one-lane bridge
I leave the giants stranded at the riverside
Race back to the farm
To dream with my uncle at the fireside

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