We got these friends Who like to go travelling Without ever leavin' their seats Its all in their mind Its always unravellin' Scope the sky their leavin' in fleets
Well you may come And you may go As long as there's a gleam in your eye You may weep And you may laugh A catalogue of squeezes for themlas and louises
We can't get enough of that road thang Tout le monde come jump on our ride We can't get enough of that road thang We love under acheiveing, and being is beleiveing
The bus leaves at noon With foxes at candleheads Everybody's taking their space And we got some tunes ?From blotters and cool egg heads? The drivers got his own can of mace
You may ride And you may stay As long as you got something for me You may sit Or stand outside Well theres an open window You don't have to jump out tho
Some times You just got to take a ride Road thang Would you like to come inside One day You gonna run away and leave it all behind Road thang Why don't you get on board and leave yo mind behind?
