Drive
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 day
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 day
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Writer(s): Gavin Dunne
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