Hello Ben, we're home again
Drink with kin in silence until vacation ends
He sends checks we couldn't clear
He wanted us the hell away from here
It feels weird
I know he's given up, drives Mom berserk
But our father's still our father if even if his heart won't work
What the, dude, did you hear the news?
Shawn just cut this girl up in two
It's pretty weird
But New Year's is a perfect mess
And all the kids just say yes
Even in our town
Pass the lines, take off your clothes
If I can't get what I want then I suppose
I'll take this knife and cut your throat
Burn your clothes and leave you cold
I know it's weird
But New Year's is a funny day
And things will always be this way in our town
Since they shut the factories down
Don't drop me here, don't take me home
Memories more than enough
My daddy wants us far away where we can dream
Don't lock me up I wanna go home
Memories more than enough
She's better off underground where she can dream
Keep driving man, don't take me home
Keep driving man, don't take me home
Keep driving man, don't take me home
Keep driving man, don't take me home
I wanna dream
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