Drive - Blind Melon

His feet are dirty

And his face, his face is long

Yeah, and while he’s peeking out through his hair

He hides the pain

Till that Lennon song comes along

He’ll turn it off and say

«Can you drive?»

Drive

Can you drive?

Drive

Can you drive?

Jimi, we need to borrow this for a minute

'Cause we need to escape

Now, there’s so many things that he’s gonna do

In five lifetimes, hell, I couldn’t do 'em all

Yeah, and while he’s rolling his own smokes

He says to me he’s buying a new ride today

A classic deal the boss will give

He said the same thing two weeks ago

You’ve seen that sweaty jet rag feeling come over him

And I’ve seen that boy nod

And go into a dream, a time or two

And on his way out, his glazed stare

Will make you stop and wonder

Hey William, is that the last time I’m gonna look at you?

Yeah

(But the next day, a phone will ring

And it’ll be him)

Can you drive?

Drive (Can you drive?)

Can you drive

Can you drive?

Jimi, what would you say?

What would you do?

Oh, should I pray?

Or do you think that this blind mind

Would listen to me, anyway?