Gotta get out of TV Just pick a point and go The ticker-tape tangles my feet As I search for a face that I know Come on, tower crane driver There's not
Lay me down the long white line Leave the sirens far behind me Home to weakness Home to silence Follow me when the sun goes down We will find a heartless
-ooh-oo-ooh. Oo-oo-ooh! Oo-oo-ooh. Slave driver, the table is turn; (catch a fire) Catch a fire, so you can get burn, now. (catch a fire) Slave driver
When you start your journey, you go and meet your driver You shake his hand, and hope he's feeling well The things to come may be somewhat unfamiliar
you Cab driver Take me home Spent too much time away Too much time alone Cab driver Take me home Spent too much time away From you, baby Oh, cab driver
the gospels' rain Black sky pourin' snakes frogs And love in vain You were down where the river grows wider Baby let me be your soul driver Well
these pills That take care of my nervousness and on the way I saw planes That were mistooken for stars, she played games but she took 'em too far At the drive
' a nigga keep it real wit' me I cut the hand off a nigga tryin' steal from me 2-5 be that bomb diggy bomb you see Black juice in the Yukon driver's seat
from outerspace Me, I'm drifting home again Headlights in my eyes Fighting sleep with windows down Worn out from long goodbyes Night driver drifting home again Night driver
my pay Waiting on truck drivers both night and day I can't complain, they treat me fine Meet them by the thousands, the pleasure's all mine Truck driver
I wasn't at home Sometimes you reach me, sometimes you don't Sometimes when I'm all alone I'll be your taxi driver I'll be your taxi driver Yeah I drive
Another accident Up on 95 Motor oil blues Zero to sixty cruise You filthy loser, you Sunday driver Why don't you buy me a golden sewer? And paint the
No longer feel you No longer fear you I've worked overtime In your cancer factories Lived with those lies To make those loose ends meet I've taken all
Walking under skies Waiting for the fall Meet me at the cornershop I'll show you it all Free you of your mind Something you wont find In the west-end
feel for the driver in the aftermath Of a child who chased a ball across his path For the ones involved and the most unloved, I feel I feel for the driver
I'm coming over in the wrong direction I only want to be the center of your attention For long enough to show you I'm worth the trouble that you take
try, but never win Can't you see I am the demon driver? Don't lie, it is a sin 'Cuz you know I am the demon driver, demon driver, demon driver, yeah
