I think that we're lost again and this looks like
the shitty side of town. We're running out of gas
and the sun is going... down... down... down. Time
to turn around and start heading back in the right
direction now, but my map is upside down. I just
wanna make it to the show, but I don't think that
we're gonna go. I can see the headline now...
"Four punks found dead again... We know you don't
care... but, film at ten. And, now on to sports."
Things are looking bleak, everybody thinks that
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fingernails are digging in the dash. "Why didn't
you ask for directions? What Cracker Jack box did
you find your license in? You stupid piece of
shit... I'll never ride with you again!" I just
wanna make it to the show, but I don't think that
we're gonna go. "Just pull over let me drive!"
Everybody wants me dead. I think the club is up
ahead. It feels good to be alive!