I was thinking of getting into real estate Properties of my friends survive Could be lucrative, better for my mental state Responsibilities to sell at night I could be right, I could be wrong I got a picture of you, years after you're gone You will be happy, you move along So taking the initiative Drive my Daisy Bomb Drive my Daisy Bomb I see a future where brutality's ubiquitous Breaking painlessly, smokes to be hard I'm sending flowers and some sympathy, a goodbye kiss Plastic explosives and a Hallmark card You could be right, you could be wrong Work it out in therapy, years after I'm gone You could be weak, you could be strong Tell them all about it Drive my Daisy Bomb Drive my Daisy Bomb I'm getting out while the getting is good In the future it's probably not a good sell I'm coming clean cause I said that I should This shit is over but it's just as well I could be right, I could be wrong I got a picture of you, years after you're gone You will be happy, you move along I smother you with flowers, I'm breakin your arm Drive my Daisy Bomb Killing off the messenger Fucking up the song My Daisy Bomb Drive my Daisy Bomb My Daisy Bomb Drive my Daisy Bomb