Have To Drive

I have to drive

I have my reasons, dear

It’s cold outside

I hate the seasons here

I suffer mornings most of all

I feel so powerless and small

By ten o’clock I’m back in bed

Fighting the jury in my head

We learn to drive

It’s only natural, dear

We drive all night

We haven’t slept in years

We suffer mornings most of all

We saw you lying in the road

We tried to dig a decent grave

But it’s still no way to behave

It is a delicate position

Spin the bottle

Pick the victim

Catch a tiger

Switch directions

If he hollers

Break his ankles

To protect him

We’ll have to drive

They’re getting closer

Just get inside

It’s almost over

We will save your brothers

We will save your cousins

We will drive them far away

From streets and lights

From all signs of bad mankind

We suffer mornings most of all

Wake up all bleary eyed and sore

Forgetting everything we saw

I’ll meet you in an hour at the car