Blues Traveler - Go Outside & Drive

Music & Lyrics: John Popper

I `ve really got to clean up my room
You know its been so long since I`ve seen my floor
It`s getting kind of scary in fact I suspect
That when I finally clear away I won`t know her anymore
How we`ll have grown so far apart
From those early days with the fresh new start
So in the end it won`t matter at all
So why should I bother with the rise and the fall
So I quietly lay back down
And watch TV

But these are the things we tell ourselves
Eventual stories designed to amuse
It`s a game we play and we play it well
In fact we`re so damn good that we try to lose
So we can keep hiding
So we can survive
And keep on believing
Someday we`ll go outside & drive
Gonna go outside & drive...

I have resolved not to leave my house
Till my floor comes back and my room is clean
So I`m really kind of glad that my TV`s here
While I concoct my plan to fulfill my dream
Now won`t that be wonderful when I`ll finally be done
You know I just can`t wait for it then I`ll start to have fun
It`s getting hard lately to concentrate
All my appointments cancelled cause I`m horribly late
You know I think I need a prison
In order to dream of being free

But these are the things we tell ourselves
Eventual stories designed to amuse
It`s a game we play and we play it well
In fact we`re so damn good that we try to lose
So we can keep hiding
So we can survive
And keep on believing
Someday we`ll go outside & drive
Gonna go outside & drive...

Now weeks have gone by and my room`s not done
In fact I could say that it`s gotten much worse
Amongst the crumpled letters the mood`s quite perverse
But I got a new TV with a remote control
Styrofoam and instructions fill the hole
Where I once cleared a path where I once blazed a trail
To the bathroom, but I fear that a nail
Is bu ried there no so I step very rarely
And try not to get out of bed

You know tomorrow I`ll get up and I`ll walk out my door
And life will return to the way that it was
But I think I`m getting sick I`d better give it a day
It mustn`t get a foothold, but it usually does
So I`ll sit right here till I`m old and gray
I need my rest after all I`m wasting away
And I just saw a cockroach crawl out of my sneaker
I think he`s biding his time till I get somewhat weaker
Things could still turn out alright
As long as I`m not dead
As long as I`m...
I`m...I`m not...
I`m not dead, no I`m not dead

But these are the things we tell ourselves
Eventual stories designed to amuse
It`s a game we play and we play it well
In fact we`re so damn good that we try to lose
So we can keep hiding
So we can survive
And keep on believing
Someday we`ll go outside & drive
Gonna go outside & drive
What`s it like outside