Testo Drive - Dana Fuchs

Drive

Sally cleans the kitchen with the kids in her hair
Gotta step outside — wanna get some fresh air
Gets behind the wheel
With just the clothes that she packed
Heading for the freeway and she ain’t comin' back
Night after night after night can’t sleep
Something 'bout the spell going down on the street
Just can’t stay another minute inside
Think you better hit the road and drive
Billy’s in the bathroom shooting his pain
Gotta spend a half an hour just to find a good vein
Loading up his needle with all the junk that he’s got
Prays oh Lord Jesus let this be my last shot
Night after night after night can’t sleep
Something 'bout the spell going down on the street
Just can’t stay another minute inside
Think you better hit the road and drive
Well I’m beginning to wonder if we’re all not sleeping
From the same bad dream and the same bad feeling
I’m beginning to wonder if we’re all just grieving
The loss of the lie we stopped believing
I saw a preacher on the street, sweatin' for the savior
Tried to beat the heat, but hell don’t grant no favors
Hitchhiked to the bridge with the bible in his hand
Had to baptize his soul just as soon as he lands
Night after night after night can’t sleep
Something 'bout the spell going down on the street
Just can’t stay another minute inside
Think you better hit the road and drive
Drive on and on and on and on and on
And on and on … 'till you get there
Day after day after night after night after night after night
Gotta keep on drivin' … Drive on away from here