Wicklow Crossing - Four on the Floor Lyrics

Foot off the pedal
Hands off the wheel
Eyes off the road, strange little fear
What has me broken
Is the road sense touch and feel
Driving with the windows down
Hands on the wheel
Sometimes I'm grateful
When I'm tired, don't want to hold the wheel
I lay back in comfort
Let the auto steer
Give me back the wheel and pedal
When I want to have that simple joy
Of driving with the windows down
Four on the floor
Where are those days of the open road before me
Had complete authority of the road
Maybe it's for the better, I don't know, I don't know
Gimme back the damn wheel and pedal
Four on the floor
There's a feeling of emotion
When I shift the gear from third to four
The car becomes an inspiration of my soul
Aw, the days of self-emotion
Are being driven market promotions
Overrated automation robs your soul
Where are those days of the open road before me
Had complete authority of the road
Maybe it's for the better, I don't know, I don't know
Gimme back the damn wheel and pedal
Four on the floor
Foot on the pedal
Hands on the wheel
Eyes on the road, now that's the feel
What was once the love of the road
Has suddenly reappeared
Screw the overrated automation let the tires squeal
Screw the overrated automation let the tires squeal
Screw the overrated automation let the tires squeal