Small time boy Caught in the big city Losing all my joy For a life that don’t fit me
Got the same old dreams As a million fools Stacks of green And swimming pools
And I used to swear upon wisdom You got brains to spare you gotta give some I kick back and flare my ignition It’s time to ride
When I need to feel alive I just get in my car and drive When life it starts to break my stride I just get in my car and ride
From an open window and a stolen ride Came a broken lifter with a fallen pride And now I walk beside Psychotic guides To listen to their whines and maniacal cries
Worship the dollar and cent White collar dissent You holler and vent Over the most tiny moderate dent In your mountains of gold Accounts that you hold You’re wound up and old Young blood - man that fountain is cold
And I used to swear upon wisdom You got brains to spare you gotta give some I kick back and flare my ignition It’s time to ride
When I need to feel alive I just get in my car and drive When life starts to break my stride I just get in my car and ride
What you doin what you doin what you gettin into What you doin what you doin what you gettin into
When I need to feel alive I just get in my car and drive When life starts to break my stride I just get in my car and ride
Oooh I’m gonna drive my blues away Gonna drive my blues away Just another sunny dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
