A silly song that's entirely fictional about the dangers of practicing a Tokyo Drift
lyrics
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, sliding down the road, I
I didn't see the boy there.
He hit my passenger side,
When I took a turn going to wide, and they said to me,
What a stupid thing to do, how dare you practice that in the street
My Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid.
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
The kid rolled away,
Got up brushed himself off, he was okay.
I said the kid was okay, so I drove away,
I just hope he did not get my license plate
My Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid.
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Practicing my Tokyo Drift, I hit a kid, I hit a kid, yo
Two new songs from the Nashville musician (and drummer in Sad Baxter) reveal a talent for rock hooks and anthemic power pop aesthetics. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 11, 2022