(One, two, one, two, three, four)

Smack, crack, bushwhacked
Tie another one to your racks, baby
Hey kids, rock and roll
Nobody tells you where to go, baby

What if I ride, what if you walk?
What if you rock around the clock?
Tick-tock, tick-tock
What if you did, what if you walk?
What if you tried to get off, baby?

Hey, kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby
Hey kids, shake a leg
Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby

Maybe you did, maybe you walked
Maybe you rocked around the clock
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Maybe I ride, maybe you walk
Maybe I drive to get off, baby

Hey kids, shake a leg
Maybe you're crazy in the head, baby
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie, Ollie, Ollie
Ollie, Ollie in come free, baby
Hey, kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby

Smack, crack, shack-a-lack
Tie another one to your backs, baby
Hey kids, rock and roll
Nobody tells you where to go, baby

Maybe you did, maybe you walk
Maybe you rock around the clock
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Maybe I ride, maybe you walk
Maybe I drive to get off, baby

Hey kids, where are you?
Nobody tells you what to do, baby
Hey kids, rock and roll
Nobody tells you where to go, baby
Baby
Baby


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Drive Lyrics as written by William Berry Michael Stipe

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    The point, my guess...

    Life sucks and there's no escaping except through death.

    Rebelling against the system always leads you back in the end. There's no way around it, the futility of changing things is that huamns are still in charge no matter what.

    The teens become the next adults and they are as bad as the past generation, maybe worse, maybe not so. It seems like we always get the after-effects of their past mistakes and we correct them but make other mistakes in the process.

    I call this the theory of the endless cycle.

    This kind of song is rare, and that is why I love it. Nobody really has the brass to admit that cycle is endless, there is no way to break it. Humans are roaches that are guilty of recidivism, so my view of it all, we're screwed until the real end comes.

    We are on the countdown to extinction.

    OpinionHeadon June 20, 2007   Link

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