Number of Lyrics in Album : 6
By At the Drive-In, kid creole killed all of his own people
instigate the beat
By At the Drive-In, never thought this day would end
walked the tired steps of
By At the Drive-In, i can't take back all the things
that i've done
By At the Drive-In, we all become
what we most dislike
in this picket fence cartel
tell?
By At the Drive-In, mother nature never smelled so good
can i taste the flower
By At the Drive-In, bite the hand that feeds
biting off more than you can
are