| Song | 1986 |
| Artist | Discover America |
| Album | Psychology |
| 1986, there's | |
| Roos on my feet. | |
| I'm riding in the back seat staring at the back of my momma's head. | |
| I'm daydreaming my day away. | |
| I make a wing with my hand and stick it out the window. | |
| Oh, nothing but safety and wonder. | |
| Sunlight shining on the vinyl seats. | |
| Brown corduroy pleats. | |
| I'm buckled in the back seat. | |
| Humming right along to the radio. | |
| I'm just singing my day away. | |
| I see a man on a motorbike. | |
| His long hair flying like a cape down his back. |