Nine o'clock, Friday night,
you don't know what to do The local suburban convenience
store is where it's at, this story once again is all
too true Smoking butts and sipping sodas Maxing on
the cold concrete I gotta get out of this redundant
routine but this town is just way too bleak Killing
time and wasting life Watching all the cars as the
drive by Wasting life and killing time I'm losing my
mind One a.m. Saturday morning You don't know where
you've been Driving around,
no destination, nomadic wandering's a thrill Jesse
wants to smoke up, London wants to grow up,
and Kyle's score is under par Talking about you idle
ideologies: political... BLAH BLAH BLAH Killing time
and wasting life Watching all the cars as they drive
by Wasting life and killing time I'm losing my mind
Wasting time and killing LIFE