Night Drive (Time, Space, Transmat)

Lyrics

I'm driving in a black on black in black Porsche 924 I'm tempting fate a little bit more My head is filled with techno beat Metro Times, Face magazine Shadows out of time and space (Time, space, transmat) Measure out the area of no place (Time, space, transmat) (Time, space, transmat) When there she stands (Time, space, transmat) There she stands Contemplating contemptuously, the inferior designs And the outmoded, undеrpowered And otherwisе obsolete lifeforms (Time, space, transmat) (Time, space, transmat) (Time, space, transmat) (Time, space, transmat) Say what, baby, check this out How could she possibly walk in those shoes? (Time, space, transmat) (Time, space, transmat) (Time, space, transmat) (Time, space, transmat) Excuse me, but Isn't black leather micro mini skirt a bit much? I mean, it really is overkill, isn't it? She says nothing (Time, space, transmat) The lights of passing vehicles (Transmat) Reflected in her mirrored sunglasses She looks at her watch And I can see the liquid crystal display reflected Dancing where her eyes should be (Time, transmat) (Space, transmat) The Porsche, not unlike a snake Sliding down the side of a glass aquarium She slams the door behind her (Time, space, transmat) And she reaches over (Time, space, transmat) And turns the steering wheel