Basket Case - Straight MTL
I pour myself behind to wheel
too tired to think and too numb to feel
and hear that 350 whining low
all I need is an open road and some
Johnny Cash on the stereo
and things ain't as bad as they seem
1970 Monte Carlo Chevrolet
I swear sometimes you were my only friend
with a headliner ripped and torn
just like me she's a little worn
but you could always see me home again
"Get rhythm" blasting from the dash
in a cloud of smoke and cigarette ash
that old girl starts up every time
any time that I'm feelin' low I put the
Man in Black on my stereo
and that brings a smile to my face
Chorus
I ain't braggin but that girl can really roll
she's never left me busted flat or
standing in the cold
too tired to think and too numb to feel
and hear that 350 whining low
all I need is an open road and some
Johnny Cash on the stereo
and things ain't as bad as they seem
1970 Monte Carlo Chevrolet
I swear sometimes you were my only friend
with a headliner ripped and torn
just like me she's a little worn
but you could always see me home again
"Get rhythm" blasting from the dash
in a cloud of smoke and cigarette ash
that old girl starts up every time
any time that I'm feelin' low I put the
Man in Black on my stereo
and that brings a smile to my face
Chorus
I ain't braggin but that girl can really roll
she's never left me busted flat or
standing in the cold