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Album version. Performed by Peter Blegvad & Andy Partridge. Lyrics by Peter Blegvad. Music by Andy Partridge and Stu Rowe. Released on 22 October 2012 on the Peter Blegvad & Andy Partridge album Gonwards in the U.K. Peter Blegvad - vocals Andy Partridge - piano, electric guitars, backing vocals Stu Rowe - drive-by slide guitar, sub bass Billy ‘The Onion’ Jones - harmonica Lyrics What never failed to induce a state of trance-like calm as a child was being driven around at night in my father's car, a big green LaSalle saloon. Swaddled and belted into the back seat, lulled by the drone of internal combustion, soothed by the rhythmic flashes of the passing lights. I dreamed that the car and I were one, that my body did not end where it met the seat, but extended out into the streamlined steel, forward into the illuminated snout probing the night, and down to where the whirling rubber met the road. You've been gone so long, but now you're almost home. You were cold but now you're getting warm. Lucas lamps in lids of chrome light up in your head light the way ahead on the fast track back from the land of the dead. What a car you are. What were once your hands and feet, are now four wheels — and where road and rubber meet it feels so sweet. Hear that hypnotizing hum? Now that you’re in gear, now you’re getting near, you’ve come so far. What a car you are. Motor running sweet as a nut, motorvatin' down the open road. There's no other traffic. Hush now, listen to what the engine said: bookofthedeadbookofthedeadbookofthedead... Oh man, what a car you are! Hercules has lent you his strength. Edward Prince of Wales enjoys his run in you so much that he declares the motorcar a necessity for every English gentleman. Humming past the orchard at night sleeping flowers in your beams unfurl thinking you're the sun. You leap the chasm like an antlered stag! And to think you were once derelict in a dusty barn on a tobacco farm in New South Wales. What a star! Garlanded with tributes, hung with golden gongs, you're a hero to the nation, adored by all creation. Honk your horn, you're coming home. What a one you are, what a wonder, what a car! Get the album here: https://www.burningshed.com/store/ape... -Video Upload powered by https://www.TunesToTube.com