"Night Driver."
The Instrumental Only version of this song can be found at:
https://soundcloud.com/artwhimsically-yours/night-driver-by-outrun-beats-matthew-f-blowers-iii
I am a night driver
in a city full of sin
I 'll pick you up
when you’re too drunk
and get you back
home again.
I spend time
in the presence
of prostitutes at work
over shadowed
forms of horny men
enjoying perks and twerks
I pick up many
broken hearts
young girls who
were abandoned
when they pissed
off all their latest date
who chose to
leave them stranded
I’ve been robbed
seven times by thugs
who chose me to
support their drugs
I pack a glock
with the safety off
and I fill them
full of slugs.
Their bodies go
in dark alleys
from my plastic
covered seats
They slide right
off so easily
Just more
Homicidal meat.
Then I take my
disinfectants
and I clean
up every space
where any of their
blood has spilled
till it’s gone
without a trace.
I drive a great,
big Yellow Cab
That I had restored
…a beauty
there’s lots of room
for fares to sit
with child locks so
they can’t screw me
I have no boss, I
’m self employed
In my sun yellow oasis
I take no checks
or credit cards
my fares are all
cash only basis
My shocks are
rated number one
you won’t find a
ride that’s smoother
but if you like
bouncing through potholes
Hell just go and
rent an uber.
I seldom have an accident
that isn’t hit and run
but don’t come
knocking on my window
cause I’ll answer with a gun.
In New York City
there ain’t no pity
it’s tough and gritty
and moods are shitty
Only my bulletproof divider
stops all crazies
who might get me
I can’t say that I’m prejudice
I hate everybody equally
but all are welcome to a ride
even though I drive quite speedily
All my hand straps in the back
have been literally stretched to death
and some folks will get out early
Just so they can catch their breath
I’m just one of
the night drivers
they are out
there everywhere
some are serial killers
seeking blood
some are salesmen
hauling all their wares.
most are lonely souls
who just can’t sleep
others work at night
with jobs to keep
there’s a few that
might be terrorists
never cross 911 off your list
Some are undercover
cops you see
looking for what’s
done illegally
some are old men
trying to stretch their day
cause soon enough
they’ll pass away.
I am a vampire
who haunts the night
I have no wings
so I take flight
and money not blood
drives me to
drive in endless circles
all night through
till the morning comes
and i bid Adieu
so if you’re
looking for a ride
In the Big Apple
I’ll be curbside
but you won’t find
me during the day
It’s nighttime when I
come out to play……
I’m a survivor
I’m a night driver
I’m an after hours provider
I’m a top secret crime fighter
if crime comes
my way I’m hyper
I’m the flint and
I’m the striker
I will strike
back like a viper
cause I am one
bad ass night driver.
Fantastic Music Composed &
Played by Outrun Beats--©-2023
Lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung by
Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Photo credit to: Getty Images
