[INTRO: auditorium ambiance | large live audience | cheering as music builds up] [Verse 1:] [Jane | Spoken] Somehow you found me, at the Macanic Marketplace [Softly whisper] Sitting there helpless, like a broken disgrace. [Verse 2:] [John] I'm affordable. economical, just say it, [Spoken] I'm cheap. No one's first choice, I'm not your dream while you sleep. [Verse 3:] [Jane] I arrive with no bow and no shiny disguise, No vows of tomorrow, no promises or lies. No warranty comes with me, no safety net near, Just sounds full of mystery and fluids like tears. [Chorus:] [Both | Harmony] The road is a dream, not a promise I make, Heck, the State might reject me for goodness’ sake. We're not road-trip material, I won’t get you that far, We are more like mechanical chaos shaped like a car. [Verse 4:] [John] You might turn my key and I awaken real quick, Or answer your hopes with… click, click, click. I could stall. I could shake. I could smoke. I could leak. Causing you to say words, in public you shouldn’t speak. [BRIDGE] [Jane] But oh, brave soul, if you choose me today, You’re buying a chance in the purest of ways. I'm a puzzle, I'm a project. It'll be a greasy romance. Each day a roll of the dice — gambling your future finance. [Chorus:] [Both | Harmony] The road is a dream, not a promise we make, Heck, I might fail my emissions test for goodness’ sake. We are not road-trip material, please don’t take us that far, I’m mechanical chaos in the shape of a car. [Verse 6:] [John] You may need help to get me started, a kick or a shove — If that works, you are blessed, so thank the Lord up above. If it's my last turn… well my role is clearly defined: I'm a driveway decoration, of the permanent kind. [Outro: stadium cheering in the background] [Both | Harmony] The road is a dream, not a promise I'll make, Heck, I might fall in TWO pieces for goodness’ sake. I’m not road-trip material, some days I may not start. I AM mechanical chaos, destined to break your heart We're not road-trip material, we won’t get you that far, we are mechanical chaos.... [Both | Spoken} I'm your new... old car! [Live audience cheers] [A voice from the live audience] "WE LOVE YOU CHEROKEE MITSU BEE SHE!" [close with crowd cheering while music fades with a chorus loop | a woman yells loudly] [the music fades out]
