Schwa Lyrics

Back Seat

Lyricist: Dave Katz
Vocalist: Dave Katz

In a dark and dusty room, a dirty wooden floor.
The sillouettes of 20 people crying out for more.
It was a late and tiring show, and I could not wait to go.

The morning hot and humid, the scent of burning road.
Dealing with a challenge to my moral code.
Setting out to find the truth, running from the Howling Wolf.

Heading uptown, leaving downtown, with a woman that I had to have.
After sunrise with my shades on, in the back seat of a taxi cab.

She was in a randy mood, and following her lead.
In a feeding frenzy, we satisfied our needs.
Not a stop sign to be seen, all the lights were green.

Passion, in a spontaneous fashion.
Acting upon a reaction.
Feeling the burning inside.

It's true, I was obsessed with the view.
The feeling of somebody new.
Urges I could have denied.

Instead, questioning what was not said.
Answering not with my head.
I let my heart be my guide.

Pleasure, such an emotional treasure.
At levels that I couldn't measure.
I was enjoying the ride.

The driver stopped and turned, and flashed a smile so sly.
We had been oblivious to his wandering eye.
And in an unexpected way, I do believe we made his day.