You Drive -

All over El Cerrito hair gets combed in tangles down

And every radio’s aligned onto the finest sound

Look out for love lost when the lights are changing

All last year’s cassettes together melted on the ground

All over London, England young lines take the old lines on

The weight of never making any difference almost gone

But it’s a headache being right when everybody waits

To jump on you the first time that you’re wrong

Across the nation every sports bar turns the pre-game on

And every regular is sneering like we don’t belong

No it’s not true I played a lot of baseball in my younger days

One day the diamonds were all gone

The notices I never thought would be sent out have arrived

The notices I never thought would be sent out have arrived

Why can’t we throw them in the faces that say we may

Not survive?

Why can’t we cruise the night alive?

You drive