Nine o'clock, Friday night, you don't know what
to do The local suburban convenience store is
where it's at, this story once again is all too
true Smoking butts and sipping sodas Maxing on
the cold concrete I gotta get out of this
redundant routine but this town is just way too
bleak Killing time and wasting life Watching all
the cars as the drive by Wasting life and killing
time I'm losing my mind One a.m. Saturday morning
You don't know where you've been Driving around,
no destination, nomadic wandering's a thrill
Jesse wants to smoke up, London wants to grow up,
and Kyle's score is under par Talking about you
idle ideologies: political... BLAH BLAH BLAH
Killing time and wasting life Watching all the
cars as they drive by Wasting life and killing
time I'm losing my mind Wasting time and killing
LIFE