Luyện nghe bài hát We Are Driven

We are driven!
Driven!

I'm the only me ever there was
I'm the me that ever there will be
And I'm and I'm singing about me being?
And I'm the only me that ever was

Hello.
Now let me you about myself.
I to be a drunk,
And a drunk-driver.
In the ten years between my first arrest, and having my revoked,
I ranked up major traffic violations.
I six serious accidents,
Injured six beside myself
And had my license suspended

Here's the

I was driving, and drinking.

the scene:
It's friday night, you made it through the week, and now it's turn.
The cheese...
going to unwind...
The cheese you to buy smeared on the headlight,
and the sardines, tied by tails to the bumper.
You might crush a big peanut,
under the wheel of the automobile,
and put mustard on the door handle

We are driven!
makes it so mellow?

I usually picture a quince, up in the window,
and the running out of the quince and dripping down
on the of the automobile.

Pennysoft. You can on it, Teddy.
Penny's smooth, light makes for an evening of fine?

I Mr.?, in the form of a?, on the radiator.

Put it

Actually, I the cat there by its tail
and let it and holler.

Put it together Pennysoft,
and you'll get onto why it's #1 Scotch.

Drive, with mind!
Driven... Driven... Driven...

Tie the shoes to the steering wheel of the
them actually get in your way, as you attempt to steer the car
Drive, with mind!

Then, one night I was home after work
And I, had a few. And I hit kid on a bycicle.

down, Daddy!

Guilt, is a word!
Anger, is a word!
is just a word,
and Depression is a word!

down, Daddy!

How does someone know when it's to be opressed?
How does someone know when not time to be opressed?

How does someone know when it's to be opressed?
And how does someone know when it's not to be opressed?

Please, slow
Drive, your mind.

Why do I have to feel, this?
Why, Do I, have to feel this?
Why do I have to feel like

I got to apologize
(Repeat)

I'm sorry.

Drive, your mind.
got to let those? know!
There's no? for liberty and there never be

Anger, is a word
Pity, is a word
And Depression, just a

Please, down. (Down, Down...)
Drive with mind.
While the 2nd ammendment, the right to arms,
You could have two bare arms out of a headlight.
Imagine grabbing the hand-brake,
and it bite you back, with a set of teeth.
You might have pour out of the schidometer
you exceed the speed limit
Here's the
You can it even more vivid, by making it cause an explosion.

the scene.
(Bycicle . Car crash.)
Are you alright there? Are you
Are you mister?
- My eyes, my eyes...
Did you get in them?
- No.
I watched you across that fire-?
When you got to this end, you started in circles.
- I know.
Have you drinking, Mister?

We are driven!
Drive with mind
Driving is? shaped like a microphone, into the of hell.
with your mind

He was just eleven. A little than my eldest boy.
I was too to see him then, but I can see him now.
And I remember.

I'm the that ever there was.