The Ultimate Car-lyrics topic :P

[Icekid84]

hmm well one that comes to mind is by Offspring

Offspring -Bad Habit (song about roadrage lol)

OFFSPRING LYRICS

"Bad Habit"

Hey man you know I'm really okay
The gun in my hand will tell you the same
But when I'm in my car
Don't give me no crap
Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap

When I go driving I stay in my lane
But getting cut off it makes me insane
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I'm gonna wreck this ****er's ride

[Chorus:]
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away (Yeah, Yeah)
I got a bad habit (Yeah, Yeah)
And it ain't goin' away (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, Yeah)

Well they say the road is a dangerous place
If you flip me off I'll get in your face
If you drive on my ass
Your foot's on the gas
And your next breath is your last

[Chorus]

Drivers are rude
Such attitudes
But when I show my peace
Complaints cease
Something's odd
I feel like I'm god
You stupid dumb**** goddam mother****er!

I open the glove box
Reach inside
I'm gonna wreck this ****er's ride

[Chorus]

[Lem]

Faehrt der alte Lord fort, faehrt er nur mit dem Ford fort (Heinz Erhardt-german comican)

if the old lord drives away, he drives only in a ford away


how about car synonyms

Honda- Heute ohne nennenswerte Defekte angekommen (today arrived without major defects)

Fiat- Fehler in allen Teilen (errors in all parts)
Fiat for fans- Feuer in allen Toepfen (fire in all cylinders)


Lem

[superwes88]

Here's some lyrics from Dead Kennedys songs. Their an 80's punk-band and have great lyrics.

dead kennedys - buzzbomb (from pasadena)

[size=9px]BUZZBOMB
Buzzbomb Buzzbomb, macho-mobile / The road’s my slave, that’s how I feel / I cruise alone, I cruise real far / I don’t love you, I love my car / ‘Cross Nevada at 110 / Highway 50 and there’s nobody there / Sign says, “Next sign 30 miles” / I work all week, each penny saved / Buys more escape from home / I’d rather cruise around all day / Than save up for a move / Plow through rest area San-O-Lets / Splat! Goes the lonely salesman / Waiting in the men’s room / Buzzbomb Buzzbomb, tape up loud / Blue piss clinging to my windshield / Faster faster in my car / Buzzbomb is my pride and joy / King of the trailer court / Waiting for the perfect chick / Who’ll love me for my car / I tell her why I’m cool / She coos back just what I like / When I pretend she’s near / Zip through Ely where Pat Nixon was born / The cops ‘round here sure looking bored / Flashing sirens - state patrol / They’re scratching up my gorgeous paint job / Shooting out my tires / Ain’t no way to go to heaven / Buzzbomb cornered at the 7-11[/size]

you can get the mp3 legally for free from the official dk website here

Dead kennedys - Police truck (it's the kinda surfy song on thps 1)
POLICE TRUCK
[size=9px]Tonight’s the night that we got the truck / We’re goin’ downtown, gonna beat up drunks / Your turn to drive, I’ll bring the beer / It’s the late late shift no one to fear / And ride, ride how we ride / We ride, lowride / It’s round-up time where the good whores meet / Gonna drag one screaming off the street / And ride, ride, how we ride / Got a black uniform and a silver badge / Playin’ cops for real, playin’ cops for pay / Let’s ride, lowride / Pull down your dress here’s a kick in the ass / Let’s beat you blue ‘til you **** in your pants / Don’t move, child, got a big black stick / There‘s six of us, babe, so suck on my dick / And ride, ride, how we ride / Let’s ride, ride, how we ride / Let’s ride, lowride / The Left newspapers might whine a bit / But the guys at the station, they don’t give a **** / Dispatch calls, “Are you doin’ something wicked?” / “No, siree, jack, we’re just given’ tickets” / As we ride, ride, how we ride / Let’s ride, lowrid[/size]

I know lots more but haven't got the energy to find lyrics now

[Zachary]

[size=9px]Brian Setzer - Brand New Cadillac

(lyrics by vince taylor)

My baby drove up in a brand new cadillac
I said my baby drove up in a brand new cadillac
She said listen to me daddy, I ain't never comin' back

Baby baby won't you hear my plea
C'mon sugar just hear my plea

She said balls to ya daddy
She ain't comin back to me
Baby baby won't you hear my plea
C'mon sugar just hear my plea

She said balls to ya daddy
She ain't comin back to me

A cadillac pulled up about ninety-five
I said a cadillac pulled up about ninety-five
I said get a grip baby you won't take me out alive

My baby drove up in a brand new cadillac
I said jesus baby where'd you get the cadillac
She said balls to ya daddy
I ain't never comin' back

I ain't never comin' back
I ain't never comin' back
I ain't never comin' back
I ain't never comin' back
[/size]

[Zachary]

:!:

[notagain]

The first That came to mind "Cake - The Distance" not so much about cars as about racing

[size=9px]Reluctantly crouched at the starting line,
engines pumping and thumping in time.
the green light flashes, the flags go up.
churning and burning, they yearn for the cup.
they deftly maneuver and muscle for rank,
fuel burning fast on an empty tank.
reckless and wild, they pour through the turns.
their prowess is potent and secretly stern.
as they speed through the finish, the flags go down.
the fans get up and they get out of town.
the arena is empty except for one man,
still driving and striving as fast as he can.
the sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
and long ago somebody left with the cup.
but he's driving and striving and hugging the turns.
and thinking of someone for whom he still burns.

he's going the distance.
he's going for speed.
she's all alone
in her time of need.
because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
he's fighting and biting and riding on his horse,
he's going the distance.


no trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine,
he's haunted by something he cannot define.
bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse,
assail him, impale him with monster-truck force.
in his mind, he's still driving, still making the grade.
she's hoping in time that her memories will fade.
cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
he's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
the sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
and long ago somebody left with the cup.
but he's striving and driving and hugging the turns.
and thinking of someone for whom he still burns.

cause he's going the distance.
he's going for speed.
she's all alone
in her time of need.
because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
he's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
he's racing and pacing and plotting the course,
he's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
he's going the distance.
he's going for speed.
he's going the distance. [/size]

[Ryanj]

Beach Boys - I get around

I’m gettin’ bugged driving up and down the same old strip
I gotta finda new place where the kids are hip

My buddies and me are getting real well known
Yeah, the bad guys know us and they leave us alone

We always take my car cause it’s never been beat
And we’ve never missed yet with the girls we meet

None of the guys go steady cause it wouldn’t be right
To leave their best girl home now on saturday night

[33x]

War - Lowrider:

All my friends know the low rider
The low rider is a little higher

The low rider drives a little slower
Low rider, is a real goer

Hey

Low rider knows every street, yeah
Low rider, is the one to meet, yeah

Low rider don't use no gas now
The low rider don't drive too fast

Take a little trip, take a little trip
Take a little trip and see
Take a little trip, take a little trip
Take a little trip with me

[seekerr]

Only one that comes to my mind is from Midnight Oil's "Gunbarrel Highway":

Nothing could be longer than a corrugated road,
No-one ever follows where the roadtrains go

Oh, and a single line from "Warakurna":
"Deisel and dust, is what we breathe"

That's it really, my favourite bands are just too political to mention cars much.

Seekerr

[Zachary]

Beach Boys - Little Deuce Coupe Lyrics

[size=9px]Little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
Little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got

Well I’m not braggin’ babe so don’t put me down
But I’ve got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he don’t even try
Cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly
She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
(my little deuce coupe)
(you don’t know what I got)

Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill
But she’ll walk a thunderbird like (she’s) it’s standin’ still
She’s ported and relieved and she’s stroked and bored.
She’ll do a hundred and forty with the top end floored
She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
(my little deuce coupe)
(you don’t know what I got)

She’s got a competition clutch with the four on the floor
And she purrs like a kitten till the lake pipes roar
And if that ain’t enough to make you flip your lid
There’s one more thing, I got the pink slip daddy

And comin’ off the line when the light turns green
Well she blows ’em outta the water like you never seen
I get pushed out of shape and it’s hard to steer
When I get rubber in all four gears

She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
(my little deuce coupe)
(you don’t know what I got)
She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got
(my little deuce coupe)
(you don’t know what I got)
She’s my little deuce coupe
You don’t know what I got[/size]

[Dan_og86]

two more

Judas Priest - Freewheel Burning
Fast and furious we ride the universe
To carve a road for us that slices every curve in sight

We accelerate,no time to hesitate
This load will detonate whoever would antend its right

Born to lead at breakneck speed with high octane
We're spitting flames:

Freewheel burning
Freewheel burning

On we catapult, we're thrusting to the hilt
Unearthing every fault, go headlong into any dare

We don't accept defeat, we never will retreat
We blaze with scorching heat obliterations everywhere

Look before you leap has never been the way we keep
Our road is free
Charging to the top
And never give in never stops the way to be
Hold on to the lead with all your will and concede
You'll find there's life with victory on high

Queen - Another One Bites the Dust (Dunno if it is related to cars...but i think it is)
Steve walks warily down the street
With his brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
Machine guns ready to go

Are you ready hey are you ready for this?
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat yeah

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust

How do you think I'm going to get along
Without you when you're gone
You took me for everything that I had
And kicked me out on my own

Are you happy are you satisfied?
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat look out

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust

Hey
Oh take it - Bite the dust bite the dust
Hey Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust ow
Another one bites the dust he he
Another one bites the dust haaaa
Ooh shoot out

Any way that you can hurt a man
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him
You can cheat him
You can treat him bad and leave him
When he's down
But I'm ready yes I'm ready for you
I'm standing on my own two feet
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
Repeating to the sound of the beat

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust yeah
Hey I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
Shoot out

[pauljs75]

Who could forget Dead Milkman's Bitchin' Camaro?

(Somewhat long ntro sequence edited out.)

...that, uh, you ask me what kinda car it is.
- Uh uh, what kinda car do ya' got?
- I've got a bitchin' Camaro...

(1.2.3.4)
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
I ran over my neighbors
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
Now I'm in all the papers

My folks bought me a bitchin' Camaro
With no insurance to match
So if I happen to run you down
Please don't leave a scratch

I ran over some old lady
One night at the county fair
And I didn't get arrested
Because my dad's the mayor

Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
Donuts on your lawn
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
Tony Orlando and Dawn

When I drive past the kids
They all spit and cuss
Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro
And they have to ride the bus

So you'd better get out of my way
When I come through your yard
Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro
And an Exxon credit card

Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
Hey man where ya headed?
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
I'm drunk on unleaded!

------

Then to do a complete 180°, there's Contact by Phish.
I guess this song could be about any car though:

The tires are the things on your car
That make contact with the road
The car is the thing on the road
That takes you back to your abode

The tires are the things on your car
That make contact with the road
Bummed is what you are
When you go out to your car and it's been towed

I woke up one morning in November
And I realized I love you
It's not your headlights in front
Your tailpipe, or the skylight above you
It's the way you cling to the road
When the wind tries to shove you
I'd never go riding away
And come back home without you

[Dan_og86]

another one:

Saxon - Wheels Of Steel

Oww

When my foots on the throttle there's no looking back
I leave the motor tickin' over when she's back on the track
I've got a 68 Chevy with pipes on the side
You know she's my idea of beauty, that's what I drive

She's got wheels, wheels of steel
She's got wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
Talking 'bout my wheels of steel

I don't take no jibe from the motorway pigs
When I'm crusin' down the freeway I don't get no lifts
If you see me coming get out of my way
You know a Trans Am didn't, I blew it away

She's got wheels, wheels of steel
She's got wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
My my my my wheels of steel

I'm burnin' aviation fuel my foot's to the floor
Ya know she's crusin one-forty she'd do even more
I'm burnin' solid rubber I don't take no bull
'Cause my wheels of steel are rolling
They're rolling your way

She's got wheels, wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
My my my wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
Talking 'bout my wheels of steel

Look out, uh

I'm burnin' aviation fuel my foot's to the floor
Ya know she's crusin' one- forty she'd do even more
I'm burnin' solid rubber I don't take no bull (****)
'Cause my wheels of steel are rolling
If you're comin' come quick

She's got wheels, wheels of steel
She's got wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
My my my wheels of steel
Wheels of steel

Talking 'bout my wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
Wheels of steel
My my wheels of steel

Uh, ya, wheels of steel