I think that we're lost again
And this looks like the shitty side of town
We're running outta gas, when the sun is going
DOWN DOWN DOWN, time to turn around
And start heading back in the right direction now
But my map is upside down
I just wanna make it to the show
But i dont think that were gonna go
I can see the headline now
"4 punks found dead again"
We know you don't care, the film at ten
And now on to sports."

Things are looking bleak
Everybody thinks that I'm a geek
We're hiding all our cash
My fingernails are digging in the dash
Why didn't you ask for directions?
What Cracker Jack box did you find your license in?
You stupid piece of shit
I'll never ride with you again!
I just wanna make it to the show
But I don't think that we're gonna go
Just pull over let me drive
Everybody wants me dead
I think the club is up ahead
It feels good to be alive!