Driving to the Grave

I like the world
Such a funeral gotta say
It was a fine, fine day

The air was out like a fly
Sitting on a dark wall
Simple things
All the things I used to do with my bands
May not have came out cool

Driving to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh
She took me driving to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh

An ice cream truck
Drives my way by
Popsickle sticks for 50 cents man
My mouth is blue
I lost my keys and now the dead men can eat me for dinner time soon
We play tonight
We play all day, we play the songs that we hear inside of our heads

Driving to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh
Driving to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh

Driving to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh
Driving to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh

The year was out like a fly
That was sitting, it was a fine fine day
An ice cream truck drives my way
Popsickle stick only 50 cents man
I lost my keys and now I lost the dead man that came to my house for a skinny dipping

Driving to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh
Driving to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh

I like the world
I like the world
I like the world
I like the world