Maybe I Should Drive Lyrics - Singles - Trash Can Sinatras

I'm on a B road heading for the sea 

To see if hands across the ocean shake or wave 

(See if hands across the ocean shake or wave) 

Through the whiplash of the windscreen wipers 

I can see for miles but all I do is watch the time 

(I can see for miles but all I see's the driver's hands) 

He harbors thoughts on personal grief 

I said your hardship's only one of a fleet 

That didn't go down well 

Listen son, if you'd spent your life in the last lane 

You would have an accent to grind 

Punch drunk on patriotism, blind drunk on borderism 

Maybe I should drive 

And while you're castaway, the mice'll play 

They'll have a license to dull those left back home 

What about those poor souls? 

Listen son, if you'd spent your life in the last lane 

You would have an accent to grind 

Punch drunk on patriotism, blind drunk on borderism 

Maybe I should drive 

And as I jumped to these conclusions 

He thumped his feet on the brakes 

But we still hit a songwriter 

Trudging through the rain 

Scrambled out and watched him rest in pieces 

Said a prayer and rifled through his pockets 

And the side of his mouth still had something to say 

At the toss of a coin I end up head in the dirt 

And tail in the air 

And yet you can dance away 

But be it friend or hard-up-man 

Fellow or kin, when your chips are down 

They're down for good