Stokin' the Neighbors

Friday night's a perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn
 And i'm drunk and at the helm before too long
 And chris will gladly ride shotgun
 'cause navigating seems like fun
 Drunk and out of gas, we drive around and crash
 Drivin' through the yard
 There's nothin' u can do
 Dave's behind the wheel and he's had more than just a few
 Suburban families slumber in civility
 Awakened to the sights and sounds of the yard they're blowin' down
 In their death machine
 Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive
 Dave's a midnight landscaper and he's workin over-time
 And he is full throttle-- full throttle tonight
 --aright!--
 He was almost home, just one more block
 He had to hit that last mailbox
 Dumped it in a ditch-- ain't that a bitch?
 Stokin' the neighbors!
 Dave had to run, dave had to bail
 He was havin' too much fun to spend the night in jail
 Had no triple a for a tow truck
 Called 'em anyway only to hear them say
 "hey pal, you're fucked"
 "hey man, what're ya doin?"
 "i'm goin for another drive, you wanna go chris?"
 "ya bro, lemme grab a couple beers!"
 "shouldn't be drivin like that, dave"
 Dave's a decent guy like most of us until he drinks
 Then his liquid mind takes over how he thinks
 And then all that matters is havin' fun
 Pulling off the next beer run
 On one too many nights, the party's over
 Drivin' through the yard
 There's nothin' u can do
 Dave's behind the wheel and he's had more than just a few
 Suburban families slumber in civility
 Awakened to aftermath, the neighbors have been stoked
 "the story you have just heard is true. the names have not been
 Changed to protect the guilty, however, lagwagon does not condone
 Drinking and driving, they just find this particularly humerous."