he still drives

late into the night

with a beer in his hand

and a cigarette to blend

he still hides

all his contraband

and all his friends



right about this, right about this time

you can run and hide

right about this, right about this time

you can run and hide



it takes time

to wake an unclear mind

a million thoughts in your head

when the concrete is your bed

he still hides

all the evidence

from all his friends



right about this, right about this time

you can run and hide

right about this, right about this time

you can run and hide