Interpret:

Zebrahead

Album:

Get Nice!

Hold on tight yeah this city makes you crazy
Drive all night till the sun goes down and maybe 
We will leave this dead end town for good
Oh oh oh


The scene is getting old and always dragging me down
And all the people who surround
Are always taking shit now
And these so called friends in this so called life
Will cut you into shreds overnight


Gonna leave this town behind me
No one's ever gonna find me
This town will be the death of me I know


Gonna leave this town behind me
No one's ever gonna find me
I'm a prisoner of these dead end streets I know
Oh oh oh


Don't look back
Put your money where your mouth is
Make a pact that we're never gonna break this
Just might be the last you see of me
Oh oh oh


On these dead end streets
All the sorrows we drowned
And all the friends that were down
Are all long gone now
And the so called truths
Were just watered down lies
Now there's nothing left to do but bail tonight


Gonna leave this town behind me
No one's ever gonna find me
This town will be the death of me I know


Gonna leave this town behind me
No one's ever gonna find me
I'm a prisoner of these dead end streets I know
Oh oh oh


Who-ou ou ou, who-ou
Who-ou ou ou, who-ou
Who-ou ou ou, who-ou
Who-ou ou ou, whoou!!


   Pack up your bags and grab the moonshine
Meet me out back at a quarter to nine
In the rear view mirror we shrink the skyline
Later to the takers cut them down to size
Pedal to the metal and fuck the goodbyes!


Gonna leave this town behind me
No one's ever gonna find me
This town will be the death of me I know


Gonna leave this town behind me
No one's ever gonna find me
I'm a prisoner of these dead end streets I know
Oh oh oh