The Amateurs - Freedom Machine

Begged and borrowed this stolen bike of mine
Just to get to this first date of ours on time
Flowers on the windowsill your chin is all aloof
You've been throwing paper gifts upon my roof

Sunday morning and I'll leave it up to you
Make another coffee and this shift we'll see it through
My mamma said just the same same advice
Get another job and stay off that bottled vice

Lots of kids in this neighbourhood
Packs of dogs on the loose
Yeah I hate this neighbourhood
I say...

In the back seat of my first car
Looking back I should have parked further afar
Mr Stevens, yeah, the one from three doors down
Frank advice delivered from his dressing gown
He said...

Wish I had your time to waste
Wish I had my own time to waste
Lots of kids in this neighbourhood
He said, Freedom machine
He say

Mrs Williams, yeah the one with all the dogs
Touchy-feely, the windows were in fog
Knoodling, knoodling
Beastie Boys, having fun with a heart attack
Roll on them on down, they say, roll them on down
Moaning, screaming, line on our backs we say
Freedom machine, oh yeah, freedom machine

Driving home, and we are grinning from ear to ear
Doesn't seem to matter that we didn't get into second gear
Laughing, giggling, head spinning what a dream, cos
Next weeks so far away in our freedom machine

Touchy-feely the windows were in fog
Knoodling, knoodling
Beastie boys, having fun with a heart attack
Roll them on down, they said, roll on down
Moaning, screaming, lying on her back she say
Freedom Machine
Freedom Machine
Freedom Machine
Freedom Machine

Written by:
Craig Wood

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