Drive Dead Slow

he was the satisfied employee lots of so hard work and no salary

the quickly thrown out Christmas tree

what about all the loving and the sympathy

you're just a disappointed little birthday child

although your presents didn't please you

and you start to cry

and tonight, what are you going to do tonight?

Drive dead slow cause the road is slippy

Drive dead slow 'cause it's still slippy

keep it so low tonight

she's the comedian queen with a cruel joke

a false alarm and a poisoned coke

the relentless killer without regrets

and none of us phone to say: what a threat

She wheels you out, She'll leave you there

when it starts to blow, she'll come and she'll go

and tonight, what are you going to do tonight?

And he knows how to smile when she's feeling quilt

oh please leave all the hard words behind

tonite!