Drinking While Driving lyrics

[Spoken]
Its august and ive not read a book in six months except something called ‘The Retreat From Moscow’ by Caulaincourt

Nevertheless I am happy riding in a car
With my brother thats drinking from a pint of Old Crow
We do not have any, place in line to go
We are just driving

If i closed my eyes for a minute i would be lost
Yet i could gladly lie down and sleep forever beside this road
My brother nudges any minute now
Something will happen

Call. call. call. call. call