It's a random kind of thing

Came upon a delicate flower

I can't believe

a machine gun sings

Driveby, driveby,

driveby, driveby


Well he borrowed

his girlfiend's car

Went out riding with the boys

Now she's gone

like a shooting star

Driveby, driveby,

driveby, driveby


Now she's gone

like a shooting star

Trail of dreams

tragic trail of fire

Now she's gone

like a shooting star

Driveby, driveby,

driveby, driveby


Well you feel invincible

It's just a part of life

There's a feud going on

and you don't know

Driveby, driveby,

driveby, driveby