Drivin down the highway singin’ ahhh-ahhh-ahhh
Everything was goin fine, till we hit another car
Hid the dope & booze while we waited for the cops
On the way to Jensen’s house to pick up POR

Oh yeah, Alright

Got a show goin down & were 9th on the bill
We’re all on edge cuz were hooked to the gills
On booze & ludes and a tightening noose
But it’s still goin down in the borough of Brooklyn

Oh yeah, Alright

It ain’t the total worst
Still got our friends still got our goals
Still got beer & rock n roll
What ya doin here?
Don’t look the look you’ve no idea
I guess were playin from our souls, our souls
Which we sold to the devil for beer & blow

So we got to the show how we sounded I don’t know
Can’t recall if there were brawls or the hugged & dosey doe’d
On the road goin home all in debt to Mr. Fullam
And it’s all goin down in the borough of Brooklyn

Oh yeah, Alright

Drivin down the highway singin ahhh-ahhh-ahhh
Everything was goin fine, till we hit another car
Hid the dope & booze while we waited for the cops
On the way to Jensen’s house to pick up POR

Oh yeah, Alright