Song | Transcendental Highway |
Artist | Colin Hay |
Album | Transcendental Highway |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dale, Hay | |
It's true yeah, horizons are unlimited | |
It's a little challenge, the limits of your will power | |
With a single suggestion | |
Take it out, go on, take it out, open it up | |
You feel so connected | |
Now you're driving, new heights | |
Every sense, every sense and dimension | |
Now you're on the highway | |
Transcendental | |
Highway It's a response, eager, it's magnificent | |
And you, you've been newly designed | |
Broad shouldered, powerful, sexy | |
You're going far beyond | |
Way beyond your expectations | |
It's Mother | |
Nature, she's persuaded you | |
She's put you in the cockpit of your dreams | |
You're winning hands down | |
Cos you know its the dream | |
Mecca At a certain time each day | |
People do not face east and | |
Fall to their knees in prayer | |
They drive west on | |
Sunset One hand, one chance, one shot | |
It's a different way that you can pray | |
On the highway | |
Transcendental | |
Highway It has no beginning, it has no real end | |
It's got its own style | |
You never seem to get any closer to the horizon | |
It just goes on and on and on forever | |
So let me welcome you on this bright and sunny day | |
You can use the carpool lane | |
There's nothing more you have to pay | |
To get on the highway | |
Transcendental | |
Highway You don't need to follow the white lines any more | |
You can rise up, and drive over the tops of all of the other cars | |
This is how you're driving, it's your life | |
It's the way it was always meant to be | |
On the highway | |
There's no lights, you just drive on through | |
Mind you there's still the occasional maniac | |
But if you smile that, that special smile | |
They'll just up and disappear in your dust | |
The dust from the highway | |
The Transcendental | |
Highway Take it out, open it up, don't look back | |
Oh and it's got its own computer |
zuo qu : Dale, Hay | |
It' s true yeah, horizons are unlimited | |
It' s a little challenge, the limits of your will power | |
With a single suggestion | |
Take it out, go on, take it out, open it up | |
You feel so connected | |
Now you' re driving, new heights | |
Every sense, every sense and dimension | |
Now you' re on the highway | |
Transcendental | |
Highway It' s a response, eager, it' s magnificent | |
And you, you' ve been newly designed | |
Broad shouldered, powerful, sexy | |
You' re going far beyond | |
Way beyond your expectations | |
It' s Mother | |
Nature, she' s persuaded you | |
She' s put you in the cockpit of your dreams | |
You' re winning hands down | |
Cos you know its the dream | |
Mecca At a certain time each day | |
People do not face east and | |
Fall to their knees in prayer | |
They drive west on | |
Sunset One hand, one chance, one shot | |
It' s a different way that you can pray | |
On the highway | |
Transcendental | |
Highway It has no beginning, it has no real end | |
It' s got its own style | |
You never seem to get any closer to the horizon | |
It just goes on and on and on forever | |
So let me welcome you on this bright and sunny day | |
You can use the carpool lane | |
There' s nothing more you have to pay | |
To get on the highway | |
Transcendental | |
Highway You don' t need to follow the white lines any more | |
You can rise up, and drive over the tops of all of the other cars | |
This is how you' re driving, it' s your life | |
It' s the way it was always meant to be | |
On the highway | |
There' s no lights, you just drive on through | |
Mind you there' s still the occasional maniac | |
But if you smile that, that special smile | |
They' ll just up and disappear in your dust | |
The dust from the highway | |
The Transcendental | |
Highway Take it out, open it up, don' t look back | |
Oh and it' s got its own computer |
zuò qǔ : Dale, Hay | |
It' s true yeah, horizons are unlimited | |
It' s a little challenge, the limits of your will power | |
With a single suggestion | |
Take it out, go on, take it out, open it up | |
You feel so connected | |
Now you' re driving, new heights | |
Every sense, every sense and dimension | |
Now you' re on the highway | |
Transcendental | |
Highway It' s a response, eager, it' s magnificent | |
And you, you' ve been newly designed | |
Broad shouldered, powerful, sexy | |
You' re going far beyond | |
Way beyond your expectations | |
It' s Mother | |
Nature, she' s persuaded you | |
She' s put you in the cockpit of your dreams | |
You' re winning hands down | |
Cos you know its the dream | |
Mecca At a certain time each day | |
People do not face east and | |
Fall to their knees in prayer | |
They drive west on | |
Sunset One hand, one chance, one shot | |
It' s a different way that you can pray | |
On the highway | |
Transcendental | |
Highway It has no beginning, it has no real end | |
It' s got its own style | |
You never seem to get any closer to the horizon | |
It just goes on and on and on forever | |
So let me welcome you on this bright and sunny day | |
You can use the carpool lane | |
There' s nothing more you have to pay | |
To get on the highway | |
Transcendental | |
Highway You don' t need to follow the white lines any more | |
You can rise up, and drive over the tops of all of the other cars | |
This is how you' re driving, it' s your life | |
It' s the way it was always meant to be | |
On the highway | |
There' s no lights, you just drive on through | |
Mind you there' s still the occasional maniac | |
But if you smile that, that special smile | |
They' ll just up and disappear in your dust | |
The dust from the highway | |
The Transcendental | |
Highway Take it out, open it up, don' t look back | |
Oh and it' s got its own computer |