Gasoline - Humming House

Everyone’s had their icebergs slowly melt away

Nursing bottles of vodka just to swallow the wake

Well thank God for the asphalt with it’s yellow lines clear

The driving gets dark sometimes but the headlights are always sincere

Oh, gasoline I need gasoline

Stuck on the side of the road

Gasoline I need gasoline

To burn my way back home

Back home

It’s hard to feel the raindrops a’swimmin' under the sea

Searching hands are reaching out while the surface, well, it flirts with our

feet

Oh, gasoline I need gasoline

Stuck on the side of the road

Gasoline I need gasoline

To burn my way back home

I’m rhyming the reasons and pickin' up pieces now

I’m walking in weakness, oh I’m breakin' down, I’m breakin' down

I’m rhyming the reasons and pickin' up pieces now

I’m walking in weakness, oh I’m breakin' down, I’m breakin' down

Oh, gasoline I need gasoline

Stuck on the side of the road

Gasoline I need gasoline

To burn my way

Oh to burn my way

Oh to burn my way back home