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Good to Drive: The EP

by Good To Drive

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1.
Busted Bone 03:56
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I know that I'm only getting older I know that times nobody's friend The weary back of a tired old soldier Can't help but think about the end I know that solace is hard to come by I know that time can be unkind Something came along and erased the bullseye Losing your youth is a knot you can't untie You're not alone In feeling like a busted bone You're not alone In tumbling downhill like a stone There’s plenty of bleeding to go around I know the mountains are bound to crumble I know the stars run out of flame Some say a man is born to stumble How quickly pride can turn to Shame You're not alone In feeling like a busted bone You're not alone In tumbling downhill like a stone There’s plenty of bleeding to go around
2.
Voicemail 03:59
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I can't help the way I feel about it I can't help the way I feel about it I can't help the way I feel about it I can't help the way I feel for you I know I said I'd call you I know said that last week But everything just fell through Since the last we did speak I know most times it's my fault And your patience is amazing But this time babe I swear I'm right And I'm not just acting crazy It's been a week in just a day Or a maybe a couple of hours April May and June babe When it comes to frequent showers I lost my keys and missed the bus And ended up late for work And in a meeting with the boss man I found toothpaste on my shirt He was sneering over his glasses And I almost cleaned his clock But I took a breath and thought of you And channeled Mr. Spock Thinking What a woman I got Such a strong woman so hot And I wanted to call you on lunch break but it totally forgot My phone was on the bedside Charging when I ieft I know you're probably thinking How the hell did he forget I know you're tired of excuses You probably think I'm useless I always fucking doing this But truth is... (Fuck) I can't help the way I feel about it I can't help the way I feel about it I can't help the way I feel about it I can't help the way I feel for you
3.
My Only to Chance Run 03:58
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I finally got some sense of why I’m leaving. I couldn’t say the same of where I’ll go. As soon as it’s made clear to me, I promise that I’ll let you know. I finally get the sense that I’m still breathing. And finally in my hand, an oar to row. Wish me hands forever strong, and at my back the wind to blow. I used to say the ocean couldn’t bother me, and I loved to watch the setting of the sun, but in the storm and sickness I forgot just why I’d come. I guess I missed my only chance to run. I guess I missed my only chance to run. Until such time as all my debts are even, My party is the Raven and the Crow. We fellowship in wilderness; The Wolf is King and sweet ferns grow. The rivers’ all that I can still believe in, It listens for the stick and stones I throw. Alone along it’s banks I ride, wherever it may choose to flow. Despite the ever growing count of victories, I never got the feeling that we’d won. I hope to ease my conscience, In redemption while I’m young. I had to take my only chance to run. I had to take my only chance to run. An empty belly turns my hands to thieving, despite the word of God that tells me ‘no’. I couldn’t find a Lord above, and set my sights on Hell below. The dusty eastward dueling grounds that follow me, remind me what I’ve seen and what I’ve done. I taste it in the copper when I’m cleaning out my gun. I never really had a chance to run. I never really had a chance to run.
4.
Can't Have You 02:25
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He we go again No it's not the end Yeah she's just a friend Sure we talk but it's just pretend Didn't break the rules might've let one bend Okay well fuck it then Delete rewrite delete but never ever ever pressing send Thought we had a plan Said that you would understand You worry 'bout conversations When you know that I'm your man There's a way that people see me But I do the best I can And you know I'm in your corner And that I'm your biggest fan And I... I can't have you thinking I'd lie to you I can't have you thinking I I can't have you thinking I lie to you I can't I can't have you thinking I'd lie to you I can't have you thinking I'd lie I can't have you thinking I lie to you I can't
5.
Toilet Paper 01:54
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I beseech thee Trust CDC We On a highway to hell ACDC as a species Going 60 to 0 Then 0 makes you hero Stay inside and wash your hands Stop chasing the Di Nero Oops I meant dinero Woven like sombreros The tapestry of you me Shit's regal as a pharaoh But l feel laden like a sparrow Oops I meant a swallow I'm going coconuts My train of thought is hard to follow Hard to follow Hard to follow It Couldn't take our Tommy Damn he starred in Apollo 13, 13, Not like Evan Rachel Wood 1313 Not like George Lucas should Mask on fuck it mask on Black ranger Morphin mastodon You're spose to kiss the ring when walking past The Don But we don't need your droplets Someone pass the dawn Back then We shook hands We texted one another just so we could cancel plans We even went to concerts to prove how much we Stan And pretended we weren't 30 like a vegan Peter Pan Back then I mean 6 weeks ago Seems unspeakable You could even touch your cheeks, oh no 6 feet apart was a distance so unreachable I still touch my face Motor skills are so unteachable Respiratory virus but the dread is existential I sanitize every pencil because they swear that I'm essential My mom is turning 60 she's got asthma, that's potential And every fucking day I work the growth is exponential I bought a watch so I could stare at something shiny Reminder of this moment when this shit is all behind me And I know the future is never gonna be the same Yeah it's a respiratory virus but it's living in my brain And I hope this was a wake up call for Trump , Mike Pence and Biden Posturing with foreign powers while from science you're still hidin' You're bailing out the 1% another Wallstreet caper 1.7 trillion that's a lot of toilet paper

about

The first particles of Good to Drive emerged from nothingness nearly four years ago, the work of a confused solo artist rediscovering music. The first tentative steps took their cues from a summer of restlessness, economic dread, questionable decisions, heartache, and healthy dose of maladaptive coping behavior. A make-shift crew came together from the natural inclusion of a talented, ambitious family member and a chance reunion with a brilliant old friend. New artistic ideas came to life, only to stall out in the churning of careers, love, loss, and general bustle of life. We struggled to find the rhythm for a win, but couldn’t accept a loss.

Enter winter, 2020. People aren’t having the year they planned, and lots of people are isolated and scared, including us. Inspired by people sharing music over the internet, we thought we should try to humbly offer something to the body of materials offering amusement or comfort. Pretty soon old recordings were getting dusted off, and new ones made, ping-ponged between collaborators over the internet with new parts recorded and tweaked at each iteration. In a flurry of phone calls, instant messages, and file transfers, something started to take shape.

We’re kind of a strange outfit, and spent a lot of time worrying about melding our sounds into cohesive, compartmentalized records. But this isn’t a time for nitpicks or hangups about genre. It’s a time to share. We’re all scared, and that includes people who would relate to a rock song about being scared to get old and those who would prefer a rap song about toilet paper (we’ve got you both covered). Through that lens, we’re happy to be as strange as we can be. We hope listening to this music can bring you a little of the comfort we found in making it.


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released April 13, 2020

Artwork by Heyley Wescott

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