The Crease Rule - 3 Way Stop

Spent all day in the car
I changed the oil so i could get back to it with the boys
Between plastic bottles and burger wrappers
This backseat is a pit.
The only reason for
This garbage bin on wheels
Is to get my ass to the store
So i can tray up meat and listen to the lifers
Bitch and moan
The only problem with my life
Baselines the quickest way to work
As long as you can handle stupidity
That happens at the
3 way stop down in bowmanville
If you’re driving through its a fucking thrill
Ya gotta go
Camman and grab your pals go and see the mess
Its a coin toss between life and death
Ya gotta go
Are you searching for purpose?
Got the people around you to approve
A dummy heading west
Who had no clue if he should rip a left
Gotta grab your popcorn
Lets catch a matinee at the hardware store
Between a honda civic getting t-boned
By your grandpa’s ford
The real problem with my life
My girlfriend lives outside of town
If don’t go there now
My old man will take the keys and tell me
Theres a 3 way stop down in bowmanville
And if ya make it through you’ll need a fucking pill
Ya gotta go
I should obey the laws but i choose to coast
Right through the intersection that i hate the most
Ya gotta go

Written by:
Kyle Hohmann

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