Hop along son, I'll take you wherever you want to go
the journey is tough and long and tests your soul
when my body grew, my heart shrank to bare
the taste of vinegar that I found instead of honey
You can drive or be driven, the choice is yours
before the world forgets you in the end of the journey
whether you like it or not, the car is going to move
and your journey is meaningless like everything else
You're going to die
against your will, you're going to die