Driving down the freeway
As if I was on downers
Followed off the exit ramp
By a scene from close encounters
Out of the van
Walk a straight line
Lost count of the beersLay Down Your Arms Lyrics
We used to live in a better world Where sky and water were free We point the finger> Somewhere around nine
Drunk and driving, boy
You really fucked up
Now you're in the squad car
Hands in back, cuffed
Seven hundred dollars
Or eight months, son
Checked my

Pretty Vacant (Live) Lyrics
there's no point in asking you'll get no reply oh just remember a don't decide i g

pockets, but
I knew I had none
They took away my license
They said I can't drive
Said that I should thank them
I'm "lucky to be alive"
Locked in a cell
For weeks

Disappointment's True Face Lyrics
You destroyed the honour. You destroyed the essence once known as pride. So rejective,

at a time
My friends got me out
My bail was my fine
Now I'm on the outside
Me and all my friends
Drunk and driving reckless
Just waiting to get caught again