Drive

His feet are dirty and his face, his face is long

And while he’s peeking out

Through his hair he hides the pain

Till that Lennon song comes along

He’ll turn it off and say can you drive?

Drive can you drive?

Drive can you drive

Jimmy, we need to borrow this for a minute

Cause we need to escape

Now there’s so many things that

He’s gonna do in 5 lifetimes

Hell I couldn't do ‘em all

And while he’s rolling his own smokes

He says to me he’s 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

I’m gonna look at you?

But the next day the phone will ring

And it will be him. Can you drive?

What would you say

What would you do

Or should I pray?

Or do you think that this blind mind

would listen to me, an-y-way