Drive

His feet are dirty And his face, his face is long And while he's peeking out Through his hair he hides the pain Till that Lennon song comes along He'll turn it off and say can you drive? Jimi, we need to borrow this for a minute Cause we need to escape Now there's so many things that He's gonna do in 5 lifetimes Hell I could do 'em all Yeah and while he's rolling his own smokes He says to me he's buying a new ride today A classic deal the boss will give He said the same thing two weeks ago You've seen that sweaty jet rag Feeling come over him, and I've Seen that boy nod into a dream a time or two And on his way out his glazed stare Will make you stop and wonder Hey William is that the last time I'm gonna look at you? But the next day phone will ring And it will be him Can you drive? Jimi, what would you say What would you do Oh should I pray? Or do you think that this blind mind Would listen to me, anyway