Backroad Lyrics - Red Heaven - Throwing Muses

One, two, three, four 

How many, many people outside your door? 

Two, three, four, five 

How many, many people outside? 

Four, three, two, one 

I don't think you can hold your own 

Five, six, seven, eight 

I don't think you can save your face 

You don't say no, you don't say no 

He dunk the backboard 

And he sleep on the couch 

He jump the backseat 

And he sleep on the couch 

He drive the backroad 

He drive the backroad 

He drive the backroad 

And he sleep 

You're a pusher, spy in a bath 

We make us move 

Like some kind of bath 

Come when you need some 

Come when you need some 

You're a pusher 

He dunk the backboard 

And he sleep on the couch 

He jump the backseat 

And he sleep on the couch 

He drive the backroad 

He drive the backroad 

He drive the backroad 

And he sleep 

He drive the backroad 

And he sleep on the couch 

He drive the backroad 

And he sleep on the couch 

He drive the backroad 

He drive the backroad 

He drive the backroad 

And he sleep