Cars
Now Now Every Children Lyrics


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We're moving slow passing accidents
And we're singing to the ambulance:
"Oh my God, I don't care about the car!"
And "Oh my God I don't care at all!"

And my words can't compare to your integers and numbers
And I can't be a bag to board a plane
I know, know I'm not inside, I'm not in sight

I've found where you have been
And I know it won't be long
Until we're found again

And I haven't got plastic on my teeth
But I can make you feel like it's open season
I'll take what I want and take what you have
But I'd put it back if I had the chance

I've found where you have been




And I know it won't be long
Until we're found again

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of "Cars," by Now Now Every Children, set the scene for the rest of the song: a slow-moving journey through a series of accidents. However, the focus is not on the cars themselves but rather the singer's indifference towards the material objects that could be lost or damaged. The chorus drives home this message, repeating the lines "Oh my God, I don't care about the car!" and "Oh my God, I don't care at all!"


The middle of the song takes a sharp turn, moving away from the physical world and into the realm of abstraction. The singer contrasts their inability to express anything meaningful with the complexity of abstract concepts like "integers and numbers." The lyric "I can't be a bag to board a plane" suggests that the singer feels weighed down by their physical form, unable to transcend to a higher level of being.


The final lines of the song hint at deeper emotions simmering beneath the surface. The singer has "found where you have been" and both the singer and the person they are addressing are "found again." This could suggest that the singer has been searching for a sense of purpose or belonging, and has found it in this moment. Alternatively, the repeated use of "again" could indicate that this is a cyclical pattern, with the same emotions and experiences repeating over and over. Overall, "Cars" is a song that explores themes of detachment from material possessions, the struggle to express oneself, and the search for meaning.


Line by Line Meaning

We're moving slow passing accidents
We are driving at a slow pace while passing by accidents on the road.


And we're singing to the ambulance: 'Oh my God, I don't care about the car!'
We are singing to the ambulance as we don't care about the damaged car caused by the accident.


And 'Oh my God I don't care at all!'
We are not bothered by the accident and don't care about it at all.


And my words can't compare to your integers and numbers
I cannot compete with your mathematical abilities and analytical thinking.


And I can't be a bag to board a plane
I am not a piece of luggage that can be easily carried onto a plane.


I know, know I'm not inside, I'm not in sight
I know that I am not physically present and cannot be seen.


I've found where you have been
I have located the place where you have been or the trail you have left behind.


And I know it won't be long
I am confident that it won't take much time for us to be reunited.


Until we're found again
We will be together again once we are located or reunited.


And I haven't got plastic on my teeth
I do not have fake teeth or a fake smile.


But I can make you feel like it's open season
But I can make you feel like everything is available or up for grabs.


I'll take what I want and take what you have
I will take whatever I desire, including what you possess.


But I'd put it back if I had the chance
However, I would return it if given the opportunity to do so.




Lyrics Β© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Acacia Rae Dalager, Bradley Lawrence Hale

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Chris Sissom

0 dislikes KEEP IT THAT WAY 😏

Fynn Isenhart

why this does not have more views blows my mind

John Romero

Bc the majority of ppl listen to absolute crap

Okay okay, Now kids

Cuz it's cool

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