Drive

His feet are dirty

And his face, his face is long

And while hes peeking out

Through his hair he hides the pain

Till that lennon song comes along

Hell turn it off and say can you drive?

Jimmy, we need to borrow this for a minute

Cause we need to escape

Now theres so many things that

He's gonna do in 5 lifetimes

Hell I could do em all

Yeah and while hes rolling his own smokes

He says to me hes buying a new ride today

A classic deal the boss will give

He said the same thing two weeks ago

You've seen that sweaty jet rag

Feeling come over him and

I've seen that boy nod into a dream a time or two

And on his way out his glazed stare

Will make you stop and wonder

Hey william is that the last time

Im gonna look at you?

But the next day phone will ring

And it will be him

Can you drive?

Jimmy, what would you say

What would you do

Oh should I pray?

Or do you think that this blind mind

Would listen to me, anyway