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Leave The Driving Lyrics
Out on the old coast highway
Flying through the night
Jed got stopped by the CHP
For speedin' and no brake lights
Rolled down the driver's window
Slipped his gun down under his seat
The glove-box was full of cocaine
The trunk was full of weed
"Driver's license and registration,"
Said the officer with his flashlight
Search around the floor, look hard
Smellin' like something ain't right
Jed's life flashed before him
Like a scratchy old super-8
He heard the sound of the future
On an RPM 78
Nothing was still, all was moving
When the flashlight found the gun
Then Jed pulled the trigger
In a split-second tragic blunder
"It makes you think about living
What life has to tell,"
Said Jed to Grandpa
From inside his cell
Camouflage hung in his closet
Guns all over the wall
Plans for buildings and engineers
And a book with no numbers at all
The whole town was stunned
They closed the coast highway for twelve hours
No one could get in
Jed was one of ours
Meanwhile across the ocean
Living in the internet
Is the cause of an explosion
No one has heard yet
But there's no need to worry
There's no reason to fuss
Just go on about your work now
And leave the drivin' to us
And we'll be watching you
No matter what you do
And you can do your part
By watchin' others too
Grandpa put down the paper
Staring in disbelief
Jed had always been good to him
Never gave him any grief
The moral of this story
Is try not to get too old
The more time you spend on earth
The more you see unfold
And as an afterthought
This must, too, be told
Some people have taken pure bullshit
And turned it into gold
Flying through the night
Jed got stopped by the CHP
For speedin' and no brake lights
Slipped his gun down under his seat
The glove-box was full of cocaine
The trunk was full of weed
Said the officer with his flashlight
Search around the floor, look hard
Smellin' like something ain't right
Like a scratchy old super-8
He heard the sound of the future
On an RPM 78
When the flashlight found the gun
Then Jed pulled the trigger
In a split-second tragic blunder
What life has to tell,"
Said Jed to Grandpa
From inside his cell
Guns all over the wall
Plans for buildings and engineers
And a book with no numbers at all
They closed the coast highway for twelve hours
No one could get in
Jed was one of ours
Living in the internet
Is the cause of an explosion
No one has heard yet
There's no reason to fuss
Just go on about your work now
And leave the drivin' to us
No matter what you do
And you can do your part
By watchin' others too
Staring in disbelief
Jed had always been good to him
Never gave him any grief
Is try not to get too old
The more time you spend on earth
The more you see unfold
This must, too, be told
Some people have taken pure bullshit
And turned it into gold
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This is my favorite on Greendale. Jed is confused and malleable. He lacks the vision that his hippie family had in the late 60s early 70s and is lost in modern America. Without guidance he falls off track.
Big Government takes over and doesn’t attack the real problems of Jed instead they assure:
But there's no need to worry There's no reason to fuss Just go on about your work now And leave the drivin' to us
And we'll be watching you No matter what you do And you can do your part By watchin' others too
Essentially, exploiting him for the wrong reasons and using it to further their own agenda
He writes the longest song yet with no words in a later song. Existentialistic realizations have imprisoned him.
The moral of this story Is try not to get too old The more time you spend on earth The more you see unfold
Life is nothing more that an un-interactive movie projector.
The moral of this story Is try not to get too old The more time you spend on earth The more you see unfold
Religion is bullshit. God is Dead.