Teksty: Badly Drawn Boy. Skidding Out of Control.

Now you and me, we're skidding out of control
It's like I don't wanna believe this time we might be losing our souls
We've got to slam on our coaster brakes
And pick our brains from the road
It's time the heat killed the cold

Now you've got me feeling rough
When I just wanna be smooth
You can get back up to heaven, but I've got nothing to prove
You've gotta just keep this tyre and this groove

And you me, we're skidding out of control
It's like I don't wanna believe this time we might be losing our souls
We've got to slam on our coaster brakes
And pick our brains from the road
It's time the heat killed the cold


...
Now forget about the troubles, and forget about the cost
We're gonna take this ... of wheels and rev it up just one more time

Now it's funny to remember how I used to need it all
Now I know this power dream machine is never gonna stall
This super flying motorcycle's gonna take it straight through the wall
And we'll recover it all

Yeah you and me, we're skidding out of control
It's like I don't wanna believe this time we might be losing our souls
We've got to slam on our coaster brakes
And pick our brains from the road
It's time the heat killed the cold