When I'm in a Car - Ed Schrader's Music Beat

When I’m in a car at night with you

I feel like we’re made of stone

Fraternity brats and bulletproof vests

I think these cops will kill you

Well, there’s nothing to do in this town

Nothing to do but drive around

Well, there’s no destination, no place to go

Hanging out, driving on the same old road

Got a Denny’s up the street, got an Air Force base

We could have a nuclear Woodstock

When I’m in a car, when I’m in a car

When I’m in a car, when I’m in a car

When I’m in a car at night with you

I feel like we’re made of sound

All my friends are bullets' heads

We’re just hanging around

Well, there’s no fascination, nothing too bold

Hanging out, driving on the same old road

No fascination, nothing too bold

Our boredom is impenetrable

When I’m in a car, when I’m in a car

When I’m in a car, when I’m in a car