Driving to the Grave

I like the world
Such a funeral gotta say
It was a fine, fine day
And then
The hours dropped off 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, so
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 now
Buy popsicle sticks for fifty cents, man
My mouth is blue
I lost my keys and now
The dead men can eat me for dinnertime 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
She took me 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
She took me driving to the grave
Where you noticed I was gay
Uh-huh, uh-huh
The hours dropped off like a fly
That was sitting, was a fine fine day
An ice cream truck drives my way
Buy popsicle stick only fifty cents, man
Now my mouth is blue, yo
I lost my keys and now I
Lost the dead man
That came to my house for the skinny dipping
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
Driving to the grave
Where you noticed I was gay
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I like the world…