Drivin' in my Prius and the road's rather clean
I wonder where the feck are they tonight?
No minivans, no fancy Saabs, not even a bike, say
I can't see a single doggie poo

Empty highway, there's nothin' drivin' on you
Empty highway, you've seen better days
The only car on you is my Prius sparklin' blue
Empty highway, there's nothin' drivin'
Except me on you

Drivin' here for ages but I ain't find the end
I wonder if I'll find my exit lane
By now I should have seen the sign sayin' "Adelaide: 1 mile"
But all I see is nothin', this is lame

Empty highway, feels like I've been drivin' for days
Empty highway, starting to get crazed
It's like an endless loop and it's boring as, to boot
Empty highway, it's endless' drivin'
What is wrong with you?

Drivin' through the blankness of this ne'er-ending street
I wonder if the years are passing by
I guess I might be kinda fucked, but this occurs to me
I have not run out of gas yet, so confused

Empty highway, seems to be no end to you
Empty highway, blank like Keanu's face
I might be dreamin' you, since I'm wearing bunny shoes
Purgatory, an explanation
For what's wrong with you
I think that'd suck, don't you?

Empty highway, never seen such empty lanes
Empty highway, packed this time of day
I wish I had a clue to why there's nothin' on you
Empty highway, is this purgat'ry
Answer me, will you?