Aspiring Sociopath
    (专辑: Lucy Ford: The Atmosphere EPs - 2001)
    
    [SLUG]  7:30 AM, Alerted to life by a 
song on the 
radio  The 
evening is over  Another morning, another opportunity  To do something progressive prove that he's worthy  Up and out the 
door by 9 
O'clock  The 
sun is shining up and down the 
block  There's children in the 
corner waiting for a 
bus  That will take them to school and exploit their trust  He starts the 
car, sparks with one crank  It's those good ol' fashioned American mechanics  And even though he'd rather own a 
new import  It's dependible and more important its all he can afford  Stops by the 
coffee shop to pick up some smokes and a 
cup of Joe  Back into the 
Ford with the 
windows rolled up  So when the 
radio rocks he can sing along freely  With the 
lights out it's less dangerous  At the 
top of his lungs the 
words burst through shameless  Pushing that dream, trying to beat the 
time  Oh well whatever nevermind  Nothing else matters when your knifing through traffic  Wishing it was a 
stickshift, it's an automatic  Listening to the 
road, voice of the 
nomad  How he'd love to leave drive away never go back  Wheels keep on turning, turning turning and turning  Alone is when he finally feels like a 
person  Light another Nat Sherman  Crack the 
window, feel the 
wind blow  Serenity tenfold  God bless whoever invented sunglasses  And while your at save the 
saints that work the 
fast food drive throughs  Objects are closer than they appear  Cuz when your by yourself there ain't one else to lie to  Talk radio gets a 
lot of play in his vehicle  It teaches him topics to dicuss with real people  So when he stops to get gas or hit that coffee shop  His neurotic ass can act like he knows a 
whole lot  Pour some sugar on me, my counterfeit personality  He's a 
loner dottie, he's a 
rebel  He's gonna drive the 
escort to the 
middle of that meadow  Thinking about how he can leave this city  Fill the 
tank and towards the 
water he'll flee or,  Maybe he should just go get a 
picture at the 
CC  And find a 
stool at the 
bar where he can stare at the 
TV  Either way tomorrow will be just like today  And that's all it takes to make the 
change  He loves to drive more than he loves being alive  And this town doesn't even know his real name   It goes bye bye Miss American Pie  Drove the 
Ford to the 
border to disturb the 
order  If only that he'd know that he wouldn't be missed  Maybe then he could have grown to exist  [repeated till the 
song fades]