Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
Jimmy Barnes
My life is like a stolen car, out of control
I've got no destination, I lost my soul
There's a thunderhead boiling in under the moon
The motor's howling in and out of tune
And the road's on fire, and I just roll
Yeah the smell of hot rubber, fills the air
And my heart is like a live grenade and I don't care
Yeah I took a wrong turn somewhere way back
I'm a long way down a wrong track
And the road's on fire and I just roll
Yeah my life is like a stolen car
My life is like a stolen car
And the road's on fire and I just roll
I'm licking up the white lines
Going way too fast
They're coming at me out of the future
Going into the past
And carving up the early hours I feel
Something up ahead's going to be real
But there ain't no sign so far
My life is like a stolen car
And the road's on fire and I just roll
Yeah my life is like a stolen car
My life is like a stolen car
And the road's on fire and I just roll