hate us We let the morgue-ies tell the whole story Bounce in the Ford and watch ya hoes board it Party up, get live with it Start it up, put it in drive
down the highway I'm gonna find that exit sign But I can't get these wheels turnin' I need a heart with 4 wheel drive I need a heart with 4 wheel drive
find direction So hit the road and make the most of the gifts you've got Just drive it till the wheels Just drive it till the wheels Just drive it Just drive
done in a couple years Lets roll out on the highway and we'll wave the world goodbye Well come on baby how bout we just drive Just drive and get away Just drive
I drive my car so fast No time to turn around I don?t wanna be the last one Listen to this fucking sound It?s a struggle for our lives Don?t bear me
[Chorus: 2x] Don't grab my keys when the party's over I drive better drunk, than you do sober [Verse 1] I don't know what you've been told I've been
The days count me down hits close to home now and i don't so i'll pause like it sunk in but i don't listen i never listen it'd break your heart were
Let's you and I stay awake all night we can pretend we feel safe in bed we can drink till we're happy again a lifeless smile, with no in and no out
Pilots are flying low Searching for life below Between the bits of broken earth Where the sunlight still hits Bodies wash against the shore The robots
A symphony of dying sings returning patrons to their seats dead opera hiss and roar the sky push and pulling satellites everybody's saying grace to tidal
Countdown to takeoff engine roar the night sky and in your favorite chair you are hanging from a thread i'll be your war i'll be your astronaut and
I'm waiting for the dinosaurs to return and ravage the traffic of morning commute and sink in commfort of dispare and i hope it's worth the wait
Rain loves the flowers for a drop at a time when they collide petals love the dirt and make them strong when flowers die dirt tries to love everything
Your mother's a drive by blowjob on a bicycle peddling her ass all over town. Ho sweet ho, it's all about her cash sniffin' nose.
1 You asked me to dinner You brought me stuff Now what do I make of that You made me an offer I called your bluff Now you're an amnesiac Chorus: Driving
I know just how you feel She talked a perfect game deflecting all the blame you took the jack and changed the flat and got behind the wheel-- now you're Driving
(Mark Irwin/Irene Kelley) Well tonight if you turn your radio on You might hear a sad, sad song About someone who lost everything they had It may sound
