Sunday Driver
Transport Lyrics


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I'll leave headfirst
This party's lost its sense of occasion
From bad to worse
This time I'm beyond persuasion

I'm one of those Sunday drivers
But I'm starting to lose control
I'm running from your arrival
Not ready yet - ready yet

Another face you don't recognise somehow
I don't expect you to understand
But I can see it written on your eyebrows
You wouldn't even wanna shake my hand

Misunderstood
By the people who should know you better
They say you should you should
A pack of fat thick-necked tailgaters

I'm one of those Sunday drivers
But I'm starting to lose control
I'm running from your arrival
Not ready yet - ready yet

Another face you don't recognise somehow
I don't expect you to understand
But I can see it written on your eyebrows
You wouldn't even wanna shake my hand

Shake down
You gonna break down

I'm one of those Sunday drivers
But I'm starting to lose control




I'm running from your arrival
Like an idiot..idiot…idiot

Overall Meaning

The first verse of Transport's "Sunday Driver" seems to describe a feeling of disconnection and isolation from others at a party. The singer has decided to leave "headfirst" because the gathering has "lost its sense of occasion" and has taken a turn for the worse. There appears to be an underlying sense of frustration and disillusionment, as the singer states that they are "beyond persuasion." The initial impression is that the singer feels detached and removed from those around them, perhaps due to a perceived lack of understanding or connection.


In the chorus, the singer compares themselves to a "Sunday driver," an expression often used to describe someone who is driving slowly and cautiously, possibly at odds with the impatient and rushed mindset of others on the road. However, in this case, the singer feels that they are "starting to lose control," implying that they may be struggling with their own sense of direction and purpose. They are "running from your arrival," which reads as a sense of avoiding someone or something that represents both an external and internal obstacle. The repetition of "not ready yet - ready yet" reinforces a sense of ambivalence and hesitation, as the singer is seemingly torn between staying and leaving, being ready and not ready.


The second verse delves deeper into the sense of alienation that the singer is experiencing, as there appears to be a sense of being "misunderstood" by those who should know them better. The people around the singer are described as a "pack of fat thick-necked tailgaters," a vivid and visceral image that reinforces feelings of frustration and annoyance. The chorus is repeated once more, with increasingly urgent and desperate language, and the song concludes with a brief bridge that features the lyrics "Shake down / You gonna break down" as a warning of sorts.


Overall, "Sunday Driver" seems to offer a portrait of someone who is struggling with feelings of detachment and frustration, and who is experiencing a sense of disorientation and disconnection from the world around them.


Line by Line Meaning

I'll leave headfirst
I am going to leave this party abruptly and without warning


This party's lost its sense of occasion
This event is no longer special or noteworthy


From bad to worse
Things are getting progressively worse


This time I'm beyond persuasion
I cannot be convinced otherwise this time


I'm one of those Sunday drivers
I am a cautious and slow-paced individual who takes their time


But I'm starting to lose control
I am becoming less cautious and more erratic


I'm running from your arrival
I am avoiding your presence


Not ready yet - ready yet
I am both unprepared and willing to face the consequences


Another face you don't recognise somehow
You do not recognize me or my actions


I don't expect you to understand
I am aware that you cannot comprehend my behavior


But I can see it written on your eyebrows
I can tell by your expression that you do not approve


You wouldn't even wanna shake my hand
You are disgusted by my choices and do not wish to associate with me


Misunderstood
I am not understood by those who should know me best


By the people who should know you better
Those closest to me do not comprehend my actions


They say you should you should
They advise me to behave differently


A pack of fat thick-necked tailgaters
These people who criticize me are aggressive and imposing


Shake down
A confrontation is imminent


You gonna break down
You will not be able to handle the conflict


Like an idiot..idiot…idiot
I acknowledge that my actions may seem foolish or irrational




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Video Demon

I have their EP on CD it's probably pretty rare

Rysiu

0 dislikes. How it should be. Always.

Ryan Bauer

This song only has two thousand views! WTF? I still have an MP3 of this song I got off their website probably a decade-and-a-half ago. Still in rotation! I've probably listened to this song close to 2000 times myself! First heard it on Indie 103.1 in LA on a morning radio show called "Passport Approved"!

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