Ode to DannaCar

(Original lyrics: Blondie; Rapture)

Toe to toe

Dancing very slow

Barely breathing

Almost comatose…

(pressdog!)

Wall to wall

People hypnotized

And they're stepping lightly

Hanging on her every move each night in Rapture

Back to back

Sacrailiac

Spineless movement

And a wild attack

Face to face

Sadly solitude

And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping

In ‘DannaCar Land!

“Flavour Flav HMS Monogram told me everybody's high

DJ's spinning' are saving' my mind

Flash is Fast, Flash is cool

Jacke Vanilla sez fast, Flashe' no do

And you try to stop
((Watching’ MAC Montoya, Sam Hornish & ALL those Open Wheel DEFECTORS!)
SURE SHIT!
Just go out to the parking lot

Get in your car and you drive real far
Away from the track!

After you drive all night, you see a bright flashing light

And it comes right down and lands on the ground

And out pops a Girl in a shiny sequin bathing suit from RASSCAR!

And you try to run but She's got a gun

And She shoots you dead and “She eats your head

And then you're in the Girl from RASSCAR!

You go out at night, eatin' Racecars
You eat Marches, Reynard’s, Swift’s and Panoz’s too…
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' Single Seaters

Then, when there's no more Racecars leftYou go out at night and eat up Open Wheel Racing series instead
Like Champ Car and the IRL
While ‘Ol timers desperately cling to fantasies of a renaissance...

Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man

Dance toe to toeDon't move to slow, 'cause the Girl from RASSCAR is cutting thru
(Excuse me HULIO!)

But Mrs. Hospenthal is through with the competition
‘cause She's been eatin' a ton ‘O snicker bars

Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall

She's gonna eat 'em all

Rapture…

Be pure

Take a tour; through the sewer

Don't strain your brain
Just check out that Sports Illustrated Swimsuit issue instead!
And then say it real fast
Boog-itee- Boog-itee- Boog-itee!
Paint a train, cause you’ll be singing' in the rain
If dare ain’t some ‘Tin Tops on real soon

I say stop throwin those mountain dew cans at Pretty Boy Floyd
Junior Nation!
Just be good ‘ol boyzs and cheer for ‘dannaCar instead!

Well now you see what you want to be
Just like Mike, who’s trying to pump up ‘Dem Spin-Car ratings on TV

'Cause the Girl from RASSCAR won't eat Candy bars when She’s PEAK-ing

In the bright lights…

As now She's gone back up to MARS Where She won't have a hassle with the human race ‘cause now its ‘DannaLand!

And you hip-hop, and you don't stop

Just blast off, sure shot

'Cause the Girl from RASSCAR stopped eatin' Racecars

And now She only devours IndyCar
get up

‘Cause She’s gone HOLLYWOOD!