Drivin' up the coast To find a version of the truth Left the backdoor swinging Like a dirty little sleuth
The truth is I have never Felt half this alive Now it's time to dance Upon the grave called 45
Jacked up on some Kerouac And surely bullet proof The girl who taught me what to do Was missing her front tooth
Gentle as a storm Inside your mental health I wanna find the answer But I just can't find myself
I say so long To the way I played The way I played Inside of yesterday Hey let's run around The great escape From out of my hometown
Later I would look for love Inside a woman's dorm A couch to keep me humble And her breath to keep me warm
Ophelia was the girl That I was feeling for Come to realize It was me who was the whore
A captain lost himself Inside a 40 year old skull The drink of choice was knowledge And we always wanted more
Drunken sailors Seeking their Geronimo Instead they found the things That they really didn't wanna know
I say so long To the way I played The way I played Inside of yesterday Hey let's run around The great escape From out of my hometown
Country roads Would never let me stay The way I played Inside of yesterday
A devil's growl and cat's meow Were blended into one Termites called suburbanites Were eating all the fun
A juggernaut of comedy And blasphemy I wanna stop the madness But I think it has to be
I say so long To the way I played The way I played Inside of yesterday Hey let's run around The great escape From out of my hometown
(Added to final song) Country roads Would never let me stay The way I played Inside of yesterday
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