Tom Williams & The Boat 90MPH
Have you ever seen a dead man, unzipped out of his bag
Lying in an inch of chemical reserve, mouth froze open wide?
Aged 22, I was unprepared, sheltered life or not
It's like I'd love you less now you're just flesh and bone
But it's not true
Engine screams, 90 miles an hour, in the cold rain in February
Engine screams, 90 miles an hour, in the cold rain in February
Have you ever chosen shoes and socks to match?
Or a jacket with a tie?
Favourite pastimes, hobbies, all the things that he believed
Oh, a man that you loved more than he knows
But never even told him
It's like I'd love you less now you're just flesh and bone
But it's not true
Engine screams, 90 miles an hour, in the cold rain in February
Engine screams, 90 miles an hour, in the cold rain in February
Oh, engine screams, 90 miles an hour, in the cold rain in February
Engine screams, 90 miles an hour, in the cold rain in February
Engine screams, 90 miles an hour, in the cold rain in February
Oh, engine screams, 100 miles an hour, in the cold rain in February
Engine screams, 90 miles an hour, in the cold rain in February
