The Slower Mainland Lyrics

Fuck the road, fuck the rain

I'm fuckin late for work again

Maybe I should just keep on driving

Take it east or up north

Run it backwards or forth

Try to find some sort of a meaning

If I was gone, would I be missed?

Would the government be pissed?

Tell 'em sorry for those bills I promised

Tell em hey, they did this

With their city-planning shit

Now we all must kiss each others bumpers

Snow and fog, the bridge is clogged

Would get there faster if I jogged

I'm a hostage holding the keys

In a line that doesn't end

With nothing better 'round the bend

Some days I feel so underneath

Woe is me, woe is you

Another semi stall or two

The knuckles tighten harder on my hands

Tap the gas, move an inch

Hit the breaks, feel the pinch

Of another Monday in the Slower Mainland

Just another fun day in the Slower Mainland