You got your nasty sunglasses, to show that you're the fastest
Every Sunday driver beware
Take a left down the next street, down to the beach
There's something funky happening there
And every cop in town tries to ask you out for dinner
But you know that they will never do
'Cause as long as I'm a
Burned Up lyrics


Burned up,
my throat is ripped open,
I can't sing,
I can not scream,
havin' hard times,
fall asleep
Remind me,
I keep my spirits hi
round you can drive my car
And baby, no one does it faster than you
And that's all right, that's all right
That's all right, can't you see?
My baby's driving me
You got the air in your hair, your nose in the bends
You got the antichrists wishing they were born again
You got a pocket full of cash, your feet on the dash
You got 
A Cross And A Girl Named Blessed lyrics




She wears her butterfly on her wrist 
But she might as well cut it's head off 
She's holding different weapons to kill the ghost inside 
Or at l
he barmen closing shop when they see us coming
And that's all right, that's all right
That's all right, can't you see?
My baby's driving me
By Monday we won't have any money
By Tuesday we'll have run outa gas
Who cares? As long as my motor's still running
We'll leave them all eating grass
Because my baby she can drive me round
DI lyrics

This is not my home
these are not my friends
a new place to go
this is not the end

closer now than when I remember
some good time to begin
oh so fast.....
We had a broken down aircon, was always on hot
We had worn-out brake pads so the girl couldn't stop
We spent our money on fines, we never had a lot
We had to sing to ourselves, 'cause the radio was shot
And you know - that's all right, that's all right
That's all right, can't you see?
My baby's driving me