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Quit my job, told my boss to stand aside
Grabbed a gun, a fifth of booze, jumped in my ride
I got my girl, she's sixteen and she's really special
I can't slow down, I've got a date with the devil
Two tons of steel, one hundred miles an hour
No looking back, grooving on the power
Responsibility made me quit
I'm sick of this motherfucking goddamn shit
There's a road, beyond it lies, I don't know
I just gotta run, I just gotta go
Two tons of steel, one hundred miles an hour
I, I never sang a love song
and I never owned a car
But I've never met a machine who would drive me this far
I'm not gonna listen to a word you say
I'm leaving in the morning, just to get away
I can't stand myself for just another day
I'm leaving in the morning, just to get away
(repeat)
- Album:
- Company Party
- Confuse and Conquer
- Miscellaneous
- Kings of Punk
- The Fatal Erection Years 1983-1986
- Pick Your King E.P. / Record Collectors Are Pretentious...
- Confuse & Conquer
- Feel the Darkness
- The Early Years
- Dutch Courage
- Dysfunctional Songs for Codependent Addicts
- Pajama Party
- Pick Your King
- Record Collectors Are Pretentious Assholes
- Cleanse the Bacteria
- Crusty Demons of Dirt 3
- Up Sampler 14
- Kerrang! Smash It Up!
- Darby Crash Rides Again
- War All the Time