Cosmic Backseat Education

When I was young, everything that they told me was wrong
The only kind of magic's when the radio's on
I never knew the words, but I had to sing along
In this cosmic backseat education

All the girls in the bleachers with the magazine eyes
The boys in the basement when the cops roll by
If you think you know just who you are, it's probably all a lie
In this cosmic backseat education

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

In the backseat of a Chevy, yeah, she taught me how to breathe
Our love was like a tightrope and to fall was to believe
She tied me up in knots and all I did was make her sneeze
In this cosmic backseat education

When you're young, everything that they tell you seems strange
You feel like the ocean and your mind is a cage
You can capture every instant of your life like it's a stage
In this cosmic backseat education

Yeah, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

When I was young, everything that they told me was wrong
The only kind of magic's when the radio's on
I never knew the words, but I had to sing along
It's a cosmic backseat education
A cosmic backseat education
A cosmic backseat education

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh