Playfully Resisting

MY DADDY, HE HAD HIM AN UNCONSCIOUS PLAN
TO CONTROL ME AND MOLD ME INTO HIS KIND OF MAN
“BE WHO I WANT YOU TO BE AND NOT WHO YOU ARE
MY WAY OR THE HIGHWAY!!” . . . SO I STOLE HIS CAR!!!!

WELL, I’M OFF DOWN THE ROAD . . . GOT NO MAP . . . GOT NO PLAN
AND I’M DAMNED IF I AIN'T . . . AND I’M DAMNED IF I AM
WHEN I DRIVE THROUGH YOUR TOWN . . . LOUD NOISES I’LL MAKE
GOT ONE FOOT ON THE GAS PEDAL...AND ONE ON THE BRAKE (other pedal)

I PRESSURE MYSELF LIKE STEAM UNDER MY HOOD
AND I’M FEELIN’ REAL BAD . . . TRYIN’ HARD TO BE GOOD
I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO STRUGGLE SO HARD TO SURVIVE
‘TIL I FIGURE THAT OUT BOY . . . I THINK I’LL JUST DRIVE

I CAN MAKE MYSELF CRAZY . . . JUST SEEIN’ THE SIGHTS
WHEN I LOOK TO MY LEFT I MISS WHAT’S ON MY RIGHT
AND WHAT’S EVEN WORSE . . . BOY . . . WHAT MIGHT GET ME DEAD
S'WHEN I LOOK IN MY REAR MIRROR . . . TO SEE WHAT’S AHEAD

WHEN YOU FLAG ME DOWN TO STRAIGHTEN ME OUT
WELL, I’LL SCREAM . . . AND I’LL CUSS . . . AND I’LL KICK . . . ND I’LL SHOUT
WHAT MAKES ME SO MAD . . . MAKES ME JUST WANT TO FIGHT
   
WELL, I TRY TO GO THE SPEED LIMIT . . . WHENEVER I CAN
‘CAUSE IT PISSES ME OFF TO GET CAUGHT BY “THE MAN”
IS THAT I'M ALWAYS WRONG, BOY AND YOU'RE ALWAYS RIGHT
SO I SLEEPS THROUGH THE DAY   THEN I DRIVES THROUGH THE NIGHT
JUST A’DODGING THEM “BLUE HAIRS”   THROUGH THE SYNCHRONIZED LIGHTS

WELL, I JUST WANT TO BE, BOY . . . WHOEVER I AM
AND I DOUBT THAT YOU’LL HELP ME . . . TO BE THAT KIND OF MAN
SO I WILL RESIST YOU . . . IT’S A HABIT, YOU SEE
I’LL STRUGGLE ALONG . . . BUT I’VE GOTTA BE ME!!

SO ASK ME NO QUESTIONS . . . I’LL TELL YOU NO LIES
I’M A LOST DESPERADO IN A SLOPPY DISGUISE
(Like Columbo . . . a 3-piece suit & 1 shirt-tail hanging out)
I KNOW HOW TO SURVIVE . . . BOY . . . AND GET WHAT I NEED
AND WHEN YOU TURN YOUR HEAD . . . I’LL UNDOUBTEDLY SPEED