Track 9 of the album The Kitchen Radio Knows All the Words · 2022
Hairpin Bends and Hallelujahs
“Forty bends before the summit and every one a dare. It is the closest I come to a road song.”
operatic pop · driving pop · crossover · 4:01
Lyrics
Forty bends before the summit Every one a little dare Pine trees leaning in to listen Cold clean blue and mountain air There's a goat upon the guardrail Looking down his nose at me Window down and hands at ten and two And the whole world wide and free Left, then right, then left again The valley's falling away Hairpin bends and hallelujahs Sing it round every curve Up above the clouds I'm climbing With the nerve, the nerve, the nerve Hairpin bends and hallelujahs Let the horn calls ring I was never made for straight lines I was made to take the swing Waterfalls are showing off A tunnel hums a thundering tune A little wooden chapel waves And I wave back, and I'm over the moon Left, then right, then left again The summit's coming in Hairpin bends and hallelujahs Sing it round every curve Up above the clouds I'm climbing With the nerve, the nerve, the nerve Hairpin bends and hallelujahs Let the horn calls ring I was never made for straight lines I was made to take the swing Slow down, breathe in Gold on the snowline Engine ticking cool One more turn, and then the view Hairpin bends and hallelujahs Sing it from the top The whole wide world is lying open And I'm not about to stop Hairpin bends and hallelujahs Let the echoes ring I was never made for straight lines I was made to take the swing Take the swing