Busted Again — текст песни (D.R.I.)

Driving down the freeway
As if I was on downers
Followed off the exit ramp
By a scene from close encounters
Out of the van
Walk a straight line
Lost count of the beers
Somewhere around nine
Drunk and driving, boy
You really fucked up
Now you`re in the squad car
Hands in back, cuffed
Seven hundred dollars
Or eight months, son
Checked my pockets, but
I knew I had none
They took away my license
They said I can`t drive
Said that I should thank them
I`m "lucky to be alive"
Locked in a cell
For weeks at a time
My friends got me out
My bail was my fine
Now I`m on the outside
Me and all my friends
Drunk and driving reckless
Just waiting to get caught again