Rock-n-roll Pizzeria

Man its really strange
This city never stays the same
Its always
Ive got to keep on moving and Ive got to keep on going
But maybe its to keep itself sane
That its always
Ive got to keep on going, so I dont have any feeling

So Im on my way out of this place that has me turning numb
Im on my way,
All the feeling in this place has up and gone

So with one hand on the wheel
And the other out the window
With a smile on my face
And my middle finger up
With on hand on the wheel
This citys going crazy
Without a care that its all fucked up