Lyrics:

Stuck in my beat suede shoes I can't wait
Oh, what a state to be in
I need her heart and get a Jack-jones for my sins

She's gonna ditch that shining sick machine
And be speeding straight my way

But I'm churning in neutral
Turning in a circle
Just like the USA

Secret is silver, it's to shine and never simply survive
Don't swallow substitutes and never see second prize
'Cause I know that my might could change my mind, yeah
And I'm told that by rights its not my find

I'd be a tribute to temptation
In its glory and its grave

But I'm churning in neutral
Turning in a circle
Just like the USA

Secret is silver, it's to shine and never simply survive
And don't swallow substitutes and never see second prize
'Cause I know that my might could change my mind, yeah
And I'm told that by rights it's not my find

I'd be a tower to your highest hopes
That no southern star could sway

But I'm churning in neutral
Turning in a circle
Just like the USA

I hear those rhyming bells and heed the words they say
With a string of diamelles I'll steal her heart away

'Cause I know that my might could change my mind, yeah
And I'm told that by rights its not my find

And in my star-bangled sailor suit
I'd be the pioneer by day

But I'm churning in neutral
Turning in a circle
Just like the USA
Churning, churning
Turning in a circle
Just like the USA