I went to the funeral parlor
to see if I could get in
I spoke to the funeral director
He said, son, you're looking way too grim
You got to run just like a gun
I never stopped having fun I live it like it's the way out
Come on,
drive,
let it show Paint your body,
dance all night
Shake your head,
feel it right Come on,
baby,
you know what I mean
No 9 to 5s,
just doing our thing Try to *** all my people
We rode on a motorbike We danced straight through the park
We stomped on through the night You got to run just like a gun
I never stopped having fun I live it like it's the way out
Come on, drive, let it show
Girl,
you don't want to do anything Live too fast,
live to win I say it my way,
it's not hard to believe Don't trust their lies,
they'll make you bleed Ride a motorbike
or catch a plane Bring on the head,
go insane Be a king,
ride back and watch your back Cool it,
man,
it's just a heart attack
Come on, drive, let it show
Come on, drive, let it show
Don't I let it show?
Wow!
Wow!