Driver Eight

Waiting For Godot

Driver Eight


Scary where you go, at night there's no one home, scary where you go
If the kids are all o.k. then how did they get hear, still waiting for godot

Just make this feeling go and i'll be happy
Make it go away and i'll be sad
Cause i am bigger than i thought i could be
Just save me if it all comes crashing

Tell me where you go when all the deals are blown, tell me where you go
Funny how it is when you must invent, funny how it is

Everywhere you go the smiles are plastiscene, everywhere you go
Psycho-analyzed and puzzled ear to ear, well at least you tried