In the backseat
Interstate fast lane
Speed on the concrete
In my submarine
Listening to animals fight
Outside the bar
Crossed the muddy river
In a hot car
Thinking of ways I could waste my day
Smells like summer in the Carolina rain
Dripping wet in the scorched grass
Always getting the last laugh
I think it's time
To go back
Interstate fast lane
In my submarine
In my submarine
Interstate fast lane
In my submarine
In my submarine
Interstate fast lane
In my submarine
In my submarine
