Driving Around Never Never Land

I’m lost and my Chevy is my Never, Never Land A place I go to where everyone understands The rules are the same for everyone to follow There’s lines marking lanes for everyone to know There’s signs everyone can see Everything’s defined and for now you’re free, You can be someone who can get somewhere, like part of society Someone who matters as much as all of them You sing wrong and they don’t condemn Some guys flirt, hold a cigarette out the window and smile Then head in another direction so there’s no trial You are your own, not a pretty rental, used for the trips of travelers causing damage deemed incidental The terrible things that happen are accidental They didn’t really see you and ignore you deeming you inconsequential They just didn’t see you – it was just an accident you must understand They would never intentionally hurt you in Never, Never Land.