Passata Sauce

[Verse]
My thoughts were off the road
While I was on the road
Counting down the days till my
Eyelids sink, For a blink

Then a car bonnet
Is smashed in between and the lights blown, guess that's
Better than my brain blown on the dashboard
That would be a mighty mess to clean
Don't you think?

[Chorus]
Wasn't expecting to see
Last night's dinner on the street
Passata sauce, on Reid
Your life wasn't worth a lot
You didn't quite make the pot

[Verse]
What's that up ahead, should I
Go around or over instead?
It wasn't clear is it something to fear
I should only be concerned for our atmosphere

Then I see a sauce massacre
Smeared on the road
And there's glass shards everywhere better not
Pierce my tires n' leak
Thank goodness its pay day next week
Surely fixing a tire is pretty cheap?
Maybe not

[Chorus]
Wasn't expecting to see
Last night's dinner on the street
Passata sauce, on Reid

Your life wasn't worth a lot
You didn't quite make the-
Your life wasn't worth a lot
You didn't quite make the

[Bridge]
Pot, pot
Pot, pot
Pot, pot
Pot, pot

[Outro]
Your life wasn't worth a lot
(Pot)
You didn't quite make the-
(Pot)
Your life wasn't worth a lot
(Pot)
You didn't quite make the-
(Pot)
Your life wasn't worth a lot
(Pot)
You didn't quite make the-
(Pot)
Your life wasn't worth a lot
(Pot)
You didn't quite make the-
(Pot)
Your life wasn't worth a lot
(Pot)
You didn't quite make the-
(Pot)

Your life wasn't worth a lot
You didn't quite make the pot