Luyện nghe bài hát We Are Driven

We are driven!
Driven!

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

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

the scene:

I was driving, and drinking.

Here's the
It's night, you made it through the week, and now it's your turn.
The cheese...
You're to unwind...
The cheese you to buy smeared on the headlight,
and the sardines, by their tails to the bumper.
You crush a great big peanut,
under the wheel of the automobile,
and put mustard on the door handle

We are driven!
What it so mellow?

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

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

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

Put it

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

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

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

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

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

down, Daddy!

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

down, Daddy!

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

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

Please, slow
Drive, your mind.

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

I have got to
(Repeat)

I'm sorry.

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

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

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

the scene.
(Bycicle . Car crash.)
Are you there? Are you alright?
Are you okay
- My eyes, my eyes...
Did you get glass in
- No.
I watched you coming across that
When you got to end, you started driving in circles.
- I know.
you been drinking, Mister?

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

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

I'm the only that there was.