Fastbacks T.h.i.n.k.
Something that I learned today
People don’t think the way I do
And they might look at me rare
With all the torment I put them through
People don't think like me
I really don’t care about some things
The way that they do
They only think about ‘em ‘cause someone else says to
People don’t think like me
And I won’t ask ‘em to
Thinking about things they hate
Seventeen drivers in a row
None of them know anything
I look out on the street below
