i have to drive 
i have my reasons, dear 
it’s cold outside 
i hate the seasons here 

i suffer mornings most of all 
i feel so powerless and small 
by 10 o'clock i'm back in bed 
fighting the jury in my head 

we learn to drive 
it's only natural, dear 
we drive all night 
we haven't slept in years 

we suffer mornings most of all 
we saw you lying in the road 
we tried to dig a decent grave 
but it's still no way to behave 

it is a delicate position 
spin the bottle 
pick the victim 
catch a tiger 
switch directions 
if he hollers 
break his ankles 
to protect him 

we'll have to drive 
they're getting closer 
just get inside 
it's almost over 

we will save your brothers 
we will save your cousins 
we will drive them 
far away from streets and lights 
from all signs of mad mankind 

we suffer mornings most of all 
wake up all bleary-eyed and sore 
forgetting everything we saw 

i'll meet you in an hour 
at the car.