I've got a razor-edged problem, it won't let me fuckin' go.
Cut me off a piece and shove it up my nose.
Red and blue sirens in my rearview view mirror.
I need a few minutes so I can think clearer.
So I park on the corner corner and scrape me up a line,
I'm goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' on a Joyride.
Oi!
I hate the cops, they're always after me.
They say a driver driving high is a driver driving recklessly.
This sucks, my baggie's dry;
But it's a nice day for a Sunday ride.
So I park on the corner to scrape me up a line,
Then I'm back on the gas, at last,
I'm going on a Joyride
Oi!
I'm going down south to live down in Mexico.
I tell the cops to leave me be, but the cops, no, they don't hear me though.
34 miles I'm almost free,
With LA's finest all chasing after me.
They don't stand a chance and neither do I,
THEY'RE NEVER GONNA CATCH ME ALIVE,
I'M GOING ON A JOYRIDE
Dead Cross, Retox, and Qui members dish out subversive hardcore with an indignant smirk; come for the riffs, stay for the synth experiments. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 31, 2024
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