Skip Driver (feat. Brett Scott Skauge)

Aye! The sun is going down, on this city I'll soon be driving round, cause I'm your skip driver Waking up early in the morning, I gotta get it going, gotta get it flowing Gotta get my kids up and out the door Even though those headwinds are a blowing I know these things ain't bright and shinny But those things behind me now I wait until the dark and I drive and I park And i bring it to your door and I knock see me no more Bring your flute, asian noodle soup I'll twist a hoot, you know how I do Slide back the seat, in my silver coup You hop in, with your silver flute Our skips complete and now it's almost time to eat Down neighbour streets, I take the scenic route To the studio, to smoke and eat Space is the place, to melt your face Cook up a beat, make you move your feet Bring your flute, asian noodle soup The sun is going down, on this city I'll soon be driving round, cause I'm your skip driver In this city now, The sun is going down I'll be driving round, cause I'm your skip driver