Are We There Yet?

I think that we're lost again And this looks like the shitty side of town We're running out of gas And the sun is going Down, down, down Time to turn around And start heading back In the right direction now, But my map is upside down. I just want to make it to the show, But I don't think that we're gonna go, I can see the headline now "Four punks are dead again We know you don't care, but, film at ten. And, now on to sports." Things are looking bleak, Everybody thinks that I'm a geek. We're hiding all our cash, My fingernails are digging in the dash. "Why didn't you ask for directions? What Cracker Jack box did you find your License in? You stupid piece of shit I'll never ride with you again!" I just want to make it to the show, But I don't think that we're gonna go. "Just pull over and let me drive!" Everybody wants me dead. I think the club is up ahead. It feels good to be alive! --- Are We There Yet? - The Ataris