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