wake up drenched in sunlight drown yourself in the pool driftin beneath white bridges takin a raft to school shiverin in the back seat cigarette smoke in your eyes get mcdonalds for lunch, yeah eat before you go inside r*cky i tried to change my name i tried to change my sign its hard to walk away from those old tired times but ain't no magic or gold in those MEMORIES YA YA fallin asleep on the ride home kick of your shoes at the door walk barefoot for hours feelin stupid feelin bored you sleep every day you stay here you sit in parked cars and wait your heads like a bag of ice, yeah your heart says its getting late ashl*igh i tried to change my name i tried to change my sign its hard to walk away from those old tired times but ain't no magic or gold in those MEMORIES YA YA

rebecca drives a beat up ford pick up truck its the only one you ever see in town the rear view mirror is broke and now lies on the floor so when she looks behind she casts here eyes down you sit there in silence as she tries to explain the strange ways here mind tends to go and though the front seat's small it's such a mess in there you could lose anything and you would never know once i loved her she'll drive you round the highways past towns with strange names you count the times you let her down you don't got enough fingers she'll tell you she misses you without lookin in your eye you tell her you hate this town yet you still linger she'll drop you at your house and you'll fumble with the door you have to slam it hard to keep it shut and as she drives away you feel yourself shake its a cold night with a run of bad luck once i loved her

i love drivin in my car goin nowhere just drivin round and i love listening to songs goin nowhere just drivin round and i love drivin in my car going nowhere just driving round and i love drivin in my car i love drivin in my car goin nowhere just drivin round and i love talkin to my friends goin nowhere just drivin round

No, I don’t believe in heroes or in perfect taste I’m so tired of all these corkscrews and alarms and though know my lips may never ever touch her face still I wonder if I’d look frail in her arms Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la I’ve wasted my breath and countless hours still i’ve got a taste for death and a love a love for flowers She asked if she could make a living rolling cigarettes that she lights and then puts out on her thighs and all the rings she wears sound just like castanets that rattle when she waves her hand goodbye Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la I’ve wasted my breath and countless hours still i’ve got a taste for death and a love a love for flowers Even when she smiles sadness haunts her eyes while the taste of molly lingers on her tongue you know just the other day i finally realized that somethings can’t be said they must be sung Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la I’ve wasted my breath and countless hours still i’ve got a taste for death and a love a love for flowers