Drive (live at The Palace, Los Angeles, CA) - Blind Melon

His feet are dirty

And his face, his face is long

And while he's peeking out

Through his hair, he hides the pain

Till that Lennon song comes along

He'll turn it off and say

"Can you drive?

Drive

Can you drive?

Drive

Can you drive?"

Jimmy, we need to borrow this for a minute

'Cause we need to escape

I am signing to escape

Now there's so many things that

He's gonna do, yeah, in five lifetimes

Hell, I couldn't do 'em all

Hey hell and while he's rolling his own smokes

He says to me, "He's buying a new ride today

A classic deal the boss will give"

He said the same thing two weeks ago

You've seen that sweaty jet rag feeling come over him

And I've seen that boy nod no, into a dream a time or two

Hey, hey and on his way out his glazed stare

Will make you stop and wonder

Hey William, is that the last time

I'm gonna look at you?

{But the next day phone will ring

And it will be him}

Can you drive?

Drive

Can you drive?

Drive

Can you drive?

Jimmy, what would you say?

What would you do?

Oh should I pray

Or do you think that this blind mind

Would listen to me, anyway?