©2020 Garrett Clevenger
C F Driver, where you going? Let me out of here!
G C You’re driving pretty reckless filling me with fear.
C F Get off of the highway. Park the car right there.
G C We’re not dying behind the wheel. We’ve had our fair share.
Am F C But the bozo keeps on driving straight ahead.
Am F G Cause the bozo don’t care if we’re all dead.
C F A captain goes down with his ship. He tried to save his crew.
G C They’d do anything for him but now his time is due.
C F The men in the lifeboat watch their ship go down.
G C They mourn the captain that they love, sad he had to drown.
Am F C But the bozo abandoned ship and left the crew
Am F G and the passengers, everyone of them drowned, too.
C F The rocket man is floating out in outer space
G C He forced us to fire him off all alone to face
C F the vacuum of his spirit, his mind, values and soul.
G C He stepped out of the rocket ship and said, “This fills a hole!”
Am F C So the bozo feels very much at home.
Am F G And we won’t ever have to hear his whiny tone.