Don't Push Your Foot on the Heartbrake [live]

Emmas come down,
Shes stopped the light shining out of her eyes
Emmas been run out on,
Shes breaking down in so many places,
Stuck in low gear, because of her fears,
Of the skidding wheels,
The skid of her wheels she feels
Skidding wheels,
The skid of her wheels she feels
Spinning wheels,
Wheel-skidding feeling
Her heart is there,
But theyve greased the road,
Her heart is out there,
But shes no control
Oh come on, youve got to use your flow,
You know what its like, and you know you want to go,
Dont drive too slowly
Dont put your blues where your shoes should be
Dont push your foot on the heartbrake
Shes losing that inner flame
It was burning bright but shes losing the fight fast,
Shes only herself to blame,
Well take of yourself, and remember Georgie,
But shes so 'O.D.d' on weeping she can hardly see,
That shes dropping beads,
Red, red glass is bleeding
Dropping beads,
Red, red glass is bleeding
Dropping Beads,
Red, red on the parquet
Her heart is there
But theyve greased the road
Her heart is out there
But shes no control
Come on, youve got to use your flow
You know what its like, and you know you want to go
Dont drive too slowly
Dont put your blues where your shoes should be
Dont push your foot on the heartbrake
Oh, come on, youve got to use your flow
You know what its like, and you know you want to go
Dont drive too slowly
Dont put your blues where your shoes should be
Dont push your foot on the heartbrake