Letras
We gotta get out of this one man-
8, 9 hours more we drive.
Someone has to take the wheel now man-
It's my last mile to drive.
This is just like sailing-
The Caddie's hydroplaning.
We'll get time to relax,
We'll get time to plan,
On the Westside.
The weather's been fucking with us non-stop man-
This mountain road I can't navigate
With all the snow and the ice this is like a sport-
And I can't participate.