Tire Kicking — текст песни (Tourniquet)

[Words & Music: Ted Kirkpatrick]

Car for sale - what a deal - I assure you it`s a steal
Come and check it out some night - can`t I see it in the light?

Kick the tires if you wish - 32 psi?
That`s not bondo - It`s all stock - do you think that I would lie?
Has it been in any wrecks - my mechanic wants to check
Oh no, to the contrary - to check it it`s not necessary

I know many verses and have studied many years
Can`t you see how holy my exterior appears?

Armor on all 4 tires - you sure are looking good
But you will be bent out of joint if I lift up that hood

I thought I knew you pretty well - but under stress you fell apart
You do just fine if you are driving up and down the block
But find a road with lots of curves - I see a sponge and not a rock
Find a road with lots of curves - I see a sponge and not a rock

For all these years I`ve known the Lord
And each year means a higher score
If people tell you your a horse you better saddle up

Have you noticed sin I lack? - odometer has been turned back
I exposite under toil - but that engine sure burns oil

I never miss a week of church - the transmission has a lurch
In our friendship you can trust - hey that frame is full of rust

I have some timely news for you
The car you sell is not so new
It isn`t meant to run A1
So as a test or just for fun

For once lets see your real side
The humble side that doesn`t lie
When pressures come that doesn`t fly
For once let`s see your real side