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Albums:

Zion I & the Grouch Are Heroes in the City of Dope (Zion I) · Oscar's Grouch Jamboree (Sesame Street) · Bah Humbug!: Christmas Songs for Grouch & Grinch (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Sunday Drivers (The Sunday Drivers) · The Getaway Drivers (The Getaway Drivers) · Rig Rock Deluxe: A Musical Salute to the American Truck Drivers (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Drivers Dream (Temple Adams) · Backseat (Kip Moore) · DJ Backseat Memories (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Tales from the Backseat (Whitey Conwell) – and 3 other albums »


of the dead at five (faces of the dead at five) 
A martyr's silent eyes 
Petition the drivers as we pass by 

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
at five)
A martyr's silent eyes
Petition the drivers as we pass by

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood
a Superman stick shift driver
Stay at home Louis Lane beside him
Kissing to the rhythm of the billboard signs
As they went blurring by
Even when he would stop
The world don't need this kind of lover
She can get by on her own
The world don't need a backseat driver
She can find her own way home
backseat drivers
Get back in the crowd

Who wants to live
Who wants to shake
Who won't survive
Who wants a drive-by
We won't forgive
We'll drag
KRS and Melodie live together with D-Nice and Harmony
Side by side with Rebecca, D-Square, Sidney
BDP!
Yes!

I got a hundred guns two hundred
He'll snip and clip and never rest 
Until your haircut looks its best 

(pic of Prairie Dawn-like muppet driving a bus) 
The bus driver drives fast
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something that I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeans
It
land is how I'm playin the game
I think I lost my mind to a backseat driver in a cab by the moonlight side
Uptown
Make a move uptown
Uptown
Make
land is how I'm playin the game
I think I lost my mind to a backseat driver in a cab by the moonlight side
Uptown
Make a move uptown
Uptown
Make
stalling, I'm balling, call me Sheryl Swoops
Can't stand the backseat driver, that's why I cop the Coupe
Yeah, I been testing law with the darkest tints
So
matter
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was tryin' to sort
To make a long story short,
Ran into this girl named Sally
Knew her from the backseat
the driver had to do just to pass by you
That's if you ask me
So, shawty, don't do the dash on 'em
I hope you never crash on 'em
What good is flashin'
a Yankee boy and Jamerican
The whole crowd spread out in a hurry, shit

I held a taxi and hopped up in the backseat
He told the driver, 550 Jay Street
And by
dealer
Cause they be done put a hit out on a nigga, plus I can't keep up
With them keys, locked in the fo'-do'
Backseat drivers havin out-of-body
keys, locked in the fo'-do'.
Backseat drivers havin' out-of-body experiences.
Wakin' up, somewhere else...  Still Standing.

Yeah...
Each and every
slammin Maybach doors
They broke my jaw in the club, Billy nursed me to health
She more than a friend, she showed me that I wasn't by myself
And I been