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We are driven!
Driven!

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

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

the scene:

I was driving, and drinking.

the scene:
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, tied by tails to the bumper.
You might a great big peanut,
under the wheel of the automobile,
and put some mustard on the door

We are driven!
makes it so mellow?

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

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

I Mr.?, in the form 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 why it's America's #1 Scotch.

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

Tie the shoes to the steering wheel of the
Have them get in your 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!
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 it's not time to be opressed?

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

Please, slow
Drive, with mind.

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

I have got to
(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 just a
And Depression, just a

Please, down. (Down, Down...)
Drive your mind.
the 2nd ammendment, the right to bare arms,
You could have two arms hanging out of a headlight.
Imagine grabbing the hand-brake,
and having it bite you back, a set of teeth.
You might have gasoline 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 Are you alright?
Are you mister?
- My eyes, my eyes...
Did you get glass in
- No.
I watched you coming across fire-?
When you got to this end, you started in circles.
- I know.
Have you been drinking,

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

He was just eleven. A little younger 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.