Lyrics

[Verse 1] I broke free on a Saturday morning I put the pedal to the floor I headed north on Mills Avenue And I listened to the engine roar [Verse 2] My broken house behind me and good things ahead A girl named Cathy wants a little of my time Six cylinders underneath the hood crashing and kicking Aha, listen to the engine whine [Chorus] I am gonna make it through this year If it kills me I am gonna make it through this year If it kills me [Verse 3] I played video games in a drunken haze I was seventeen years young Hurt my knuckles punching the machines The taste of Scotch rich on my tongue, yeah, ha-ha [Verse 4] And then Cathy showed up and we hung out Trading swigs from a bottle, all bitter and clean Locking eyes, holding hands Twin high maintenance machines [Chorus] I am gonna make it through this year If it kills me I am gonna make it through this year If it kills me [Verse 5] I drove home in the California dusk I could feel the alcohol inside of me hum Pictured the look on my stepfather's face Ready for the bad things to come [Verse 6] I downshifted as I turned into the driveway The motor screaming out, it was stuck in second gear The scene ends badly as you might imagine In a cavalcade of anger and fear Well, there will be feasting and dancing In Jerusalem next year [Chorus] I am gonna make it through this year If it kills me I am gonna make it through this year If it kills me, if it kills me, if it kills me [Outro] Ha Yeah Let's do "Spent Gladiator 2" (Alright)