I‘ve decided that Goodbye in Gasoline has overtaken How’s My Driving, Doug Hastings? as my favorite Less Than Jake song. It’s a tough call to make. I’ve had How’s My Driving posted here for download since early 2000. That is a seriously long time to have been awake late every night, nervously waiting for the RIAA to take me away. My site actually continues to receive an R rating (from the sort of people that rate blogs) purely because of the F word in the lyrics.
Goodbye in Gasoline
My lungs are aching
From the cold from being outside.
And the windows in my car
Have started to fog up.
And it’s colder then I remember it ever being in Florida.My stomach’s burning
And the stereo in this car is screaming so loud.
It’s 3 AM
I’m starting to wake up.
And it’s darker then I remember it ever being in Florida.The saddest song always plays
On the radio on the coldest days,
Just when I’m saying goodbye in gasoline.
Cuz It’s the only way I know. It’s the only way I know.My head in spinning
And the engine is purring and clicking in time.
To the pounding in my head
And this heart on my sleeve
And it’s quieter then I remember.
And it can go on forever.The saddest song always plays
On the radio on the coldest days,
Just when I’m saying goodbye in gasoline.
Cuz It’s the only way I know. It’s the only way I know.Do you know how many times
How many times I’ve counted the signs of State lines
and roads I’ve known.
I know, this time, feels like goodbye.My lungs are aching
From the cold from standing outside.
After all this time I’m still fucked up.
And its colder then I ever remember it ever being in FloridaThe saddest song alwasy plays
On the radio on the coldest days,
Yea the saddest song always plays on the radio I know
Just when I’m saying good bye in gasolineSaying good bye in gasoline
Saying good bye in gasoline
Cuz its the only way I know
Its the only way I know!
How’s My Driving, Doug Hastings?
Friday night on coke with a crow bar,
left at two in the back of Doug’s car,
without a plan and being fucked up,
looking for something, something yeah for ourselves.Friday night at three at a side door,
Doug said try to get the door just once moreI said man this all fucked up
looking for something yeah
something for ourselves
feeling kinda weird and thinkin’ to myself
feeling kinda weird and thinkin’ to myself
fuck doug
I’m not going out like this
he said man I’m all I got and I won’t be missed
then this makes
this makes no sense to me
and the way, the way its supposed to beFriday night on coke with a crow bar,
left at two in the back of Doug’s car,
without a plan and being fucked up,
looking for something, something yeah for ourselves.feeling kinda weird and thinkin’ to myself
feeling kinda weird and thinkin’ to myself
fuck doug
I’m not going out like this
he said man I’m all I got and I won’t be missed
then this makes
this makes no sense to me
and the way, the way its supposed to beeeeee yeaahh
How’s my driving?