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 You learn to drive It’s only natural, dear You 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)