Lyrics

Yah well one of these days I oughta write a book
And I could call it the adventures of a plebe
And tell a tale of a bad boy turned good
From the land of suffocated dreams
Where they take you and they break you
And the motto's blood and steel
They raise you in a wasteland
Where tough love is the deal
So I drive round in a mean mean mean dream machine

Might get with the rest of the planet
And adjust my clock
Might grow up to be a brain mechanic
If I ever get a job
Well I'd rather be a brother who wears his colours on his sleeve
Than some Big shot puppet made of plastercine

Sun's up time to fire up the truck
Go and check out what's been happenin in the hood
And there's Cherry bombed out in the corner
Oh man I'd like to love her real good
Yah I could drive her home and have her eatin from my hand
Come and get your sugar honey here's your man
CHORUS
And I drive round in a mean mean mean dream machine
Oh yes I do, all round this zoo, hey how bout you?
Yes I drive round in a mean mean mean dream machine

I see they're pullin down another new tenement
And puttin up another vacant lot
Looks like we're at another funeral procession
But it's just Lenny movin his stock
They shut down peoples futures when they closed the factory
I think Mike said it was a tragedy

I see they're runnin for election
Hell no one ever comes around here
And they can dream of buyin our affection
Well they better bring plenty of beer
Their promises are broken and their token guarantees
Hell half the street here's on parole and I vote anarchy
CHORUS
And I drive round in a mean mean mean dream machine
Oh yes I do, all round this zoo, hey how bout you?
I wax her up on Sundays, man I keep her squeaky clean
I juice her up on Mondays with my gasoline
Yes I drive round in a mean mean mean dream machine
Oh yes I do, all round this zoo, hey how bout you?
Yes I drive round in a mean mean mean dream machine




Friday night and oh we got a mission
Goin cruisin round the block with the boys
Drinkin wine and sweetly reminiscin
All the pretty hearts we've destroyed
Cause we're bad, we're mean, we're kick ass sons of B's
Hell we drive by and folks all swear it's Elvis they've seen
CHORUS
And I drive round in a mean mean mean dream machine
Oh yes I do, all round this zoo, hey how bout you?
A rockin roller coaster ride, like something out of hell
Come take a joyride with the devil himself
Yes I drive round in a mean mean mean dream machine
Oh yes I do, all round this zoo, hey how bout you?
Yes I drive round in a mean mean mean mean mean mean dream machine