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Words and music by roddy frame





Stuck in my beat suede shoes I cant wait,

Oh what a state to be in.

I need her heart and get a jack-jones for my sins,

Shes gonna ditch that shining, sick machine

And be speeding straight my way.

But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,

Just like the usa.



The secret is silver, its to shine and never simply survive

And dont swallow substitutes and never see second prize.

cos I know that my might could change my mind,

And Im told that by rights its not my find.

Id be a tribute to temptation in its glory and its grave,

But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,

Just like the usa.



The secret is silver, its to shine and never simply survive

And dont swallow substitutes and never see second prize.

cos I know that my might could change my mind,

And Im told that by rights its not my find.

Id be a tower to your highest hopes,

That no southern star could sway,

But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,

Just like the usa.



I hear those rhyming bells and heed the words they say,

And with a string of diamelles Ill steal her heart away.



cos I know that my might could change my mind,

And Im told that by rights its not my find.

In my star-bangled sailor suit,

Id be the pioneer by day,

But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,

Just like the usa.

Words and music by roddy frame





Stuck in my beat suede shoes I cant wait,

Oh what a state to be in.

I need her heart and get a jack-jones for my sins,

Shes gonna ditch that shining, sick machine

And be speeding straight my way.

But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,

Just like the usa.



The secret is silver, its to shine and never simply survive

And dont swallow substitutes and never see second prize.

cos I know that my might could change my mind,

And Im told that by rights its not my find.

Id be a tribute to temptation in its glory and its grave,

But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,

Just like the usa.



The secret is silver, its to shine and never simply survive

And dont swallow substitutes and never see second prize.

cos I know that my might could change my mind,

And Im told that by rights its not my find.

Id be a tower to your highest hopes,

That no southern star could sway,

But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,

Just like the usa.



I hear those rhyming bells and heed the words they say,

And with a string of diamelles Ill steal her heart away.



cos I know that my might could change my mind,

And Im told that by rights its not my find.

In my star-bangled sailor suit,

Id be the pioneer by day,

But Im churning in neutral, turning in a circle,

Just like the usa.

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