Boom Crash Opera Gap That Opened
There's a maniac behind the wheel
Of everything that moves
Of metal grind and tyre squeal
I fight for space and room
One can't predict the state mind
Of the backs of heads
The aimless drift into my path
The junk-head behind
Who can't see red
Making this thing fit in the gap
Making this thing fit
Gap that opened
Gap that closed
Take initiative
Follow your nose
That narrowing gap I can't fit through
On this road open and wide
How long can I dodge this random brain
That threatens me from every side?
Making this thing fit in the gap
Making this thing fit
Gap that opened
Gap that closеd
Take initiative
Follow your nose
If I was rubbеr I could bounce right off
But I'm only left to curse
The grill that, blind, approaches from behind
Ahead the funeral march and hearse
Making this thing fit in the gap
Making this thing fit
Gap that opened
Gap that closed
Take initiative
Follow your nose
