We're An American Band Lyrics

Driving in the south, the motor's on fire

Let's put it out, before the flames go higher



Monday matinee, in pull we are life's throb

So hard to choose between conceit and rock



Some college in the spring, the sound is all wrong

Reset the mate to our Flamin Groovies song



Driving, night again, they're late, car crash

We'll turn to look unless we're going too fast