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We Are Driven
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We Are Driven fue lanzado el 12 de mayo de 1993 por Seeland como parte del álbum Free
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ÁlbumFree
Fecha de lanzamiento12 de mayo de 1993
Sello discográficoSeeland
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM120

Créditos

Letra

We are driven!
Driven!
I'm the only me that ever there was
I'm the only me that ever there will be
And I'm singing and I'm singing about me because
I'm the only me that ever there was
Hello
Now let me tell you about myself
I used to be a drunk
And a chronic drunk driver
In the ten years between my first arrest, and having my license revoked
I racked up nineteen major traffic violations
I caused six serious accidents
Injured three people beside myself
And had my license suspended twice
Here's the scene:
I was still driving, and drinking
Here's the scene:
It's Friday night, you made it through the week, and now it's your turn
The cheese...
You're going to unwind...
The cheese you intended to buy smeared on the headlights
And the sardines, tied by their tails to the bumper
You might crush a great big peanut
Under the left-front wheel of the automobile
And put some mustard on the door handle
We are driven!
What makes it so mellow?
I usually picture a quince jammed up in the window
And the juice running out of the quince and dripping down
On the side of the automobile
Cutty Sark. You can count on Cutty
Cutty's smooth, light flavor makes for an evening of fine sitting
I placed Mr. Calicot in the form of a calico cat on the radiator
Put it together
Actually, I tied the cat there by its tail
And let it screech and holler
Put it together with Cutty Sark
And you'll get onto why it's America's #1 scotch
Drive with your mind!
Driven... Driven... Driven...
Tie the shoes to the steering wheel of the automobile
Have them actually get in your way as you attempt to steer the car
Drive, with your mind!
Then, one night I was driving home after work
And I had a few, and... I hit this kid on a bicycle
Slow down, daddy!
Guilt is just a word!
Anger is just a word!
Hate is just a word
And depression is just a word!
Slow down, daddy!
How does someone know when it's time to be oppressed?
How does someone know when it's not time to be oppressed?
How does someone know when it's time to be oppressed?
And how does someone know when it's not time to be oppressed?
Please, slow down
Drive with your mind
Why do I have to feel like this?
Why do I have to feel like this?
Why do I have to feel like this?
I have got to apologize
Guilt is just a word!
Anger is just a word!
Hate is just a word
And depression is just a word!
Slow down, daddy!
How does someone know when it's time to be oppressed?
How does someone know when it's not time to be oppressed?
How does someone know when it's time to be oppressed?
And how does someone know when it's not time to be oppressed?
I have got to apologize
I'm sorry
Drive with your mind
I've got to let those ??? know!
There's no chance for it and there never will be
Anger is just a word
Hate is just a word
And depression, just a word
Please, slow down (Down, down...)
Drive with your mind
While the 2nd amendment, the right to bear arms
You could have two bear arms hanging out of a headlight
Imagine yourself grabbing the handbrake
And having it bite you back, with a set of teeth
You might have gasoline pour out of the skiddometer
Every time you exceed the speed limit
Here's the scene:
You can make it even more vivid by making it cause an explosion
Here's the scene
Are you alright there? Are you alright?
Are you okay, mister?
My eyes, my eyes...
Did you get glass in them?
No
I watched you coming across that fire-duct
When you got to this end, you started driving in circles
I know
Have you been drinking, mister?
We are driven!
Drive with your mind
Driving a car shaped like a microphone into the gates of Hell
Drive with your mind
He was just eleven. A little younger than my eldest boy
I was too drunk to see him then, but I can see him now
And I remember
I'm the only me that ever there was
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