I hear more than I like to
so I boil my head in a sense of humor
I laugh at all the things in the world I cannot change
and throw it all in the fire again

Ooh, when I do all, I do this for you
but all that I want is so badly to be
by myself again
and it's going to drive me right out of my head

Drive in, drive out, I'm leaving
drive in, drive out, I'm insane again
drive in, drive out, I'm leaving
drive in, drive out

I don't care just because we dig old rust
so when I beg you, oh, you avoid me
just because I smell of dirt and some funky, funky stuff
you won't leave little boy here all alone
well, but the boy won't go

Sooner or later we're done
sooner or later because because because
sooner or later we're done
sooner away

Oh, my head is pounding now
God, it seems, has left me behind
oh, but I will not worry
I will make up a brand new god and have a funky tea party of my own

Drive in, drive out, I'm leaving
drive in, drive out, I'm losing my mind again
drive in, drive out, I'm leaving
drive in, drive out

[...]

I'm growing tired of this arrangement around here
you know that emptiness sounds so good
until you're inside out and all you got is an echo, echo, echo, ??

Drive in, drive out, I'm leaving
drive in, drive out, I'm home
drive in, drive out, I'm leaving
drive in, drive out