Summertime voodoo Strange vibrations here Just crashed my motorcycle And still I have no fear (Wish I did) And I hear voices And this is what they say Boy go hug your father Then kill yourself today
Hey, cause no one's coming (no, no) To save my soul (ey) I can't keep running (no, hey) I'm getting too old
I'm just drifting (I can't find my head) Yeah, I'm just drifting I can't find my head I miss my history And everything I had I'm sorry, Miss Jackson I'm very well aware I could have done better And that's my cross to bear
Cause no one's coming (hey) To save my soul (hey) I can't keep running I can't keep running (hey) Cause I'm I'm out here I'm getting I'm getting old No one's coming
(Whoa) No one's coming (who?) (Hey) No one's coming No one's coming
See, I was riding through the Mojave Desert Out in Joshua tree on an XR And I don't know, I saw this big ass hill I mean a really big ass hill you know what I'm sayin'? And I just kinda pinned it I thought maybe I could just keep going but Well there was nothing at the top And the ground just sorta fell out from underneath me And the bike got fucked But I somehow I got back up Walked out I just walked out I'm a carbureted suicide machine I am the rocker I am the roller I am an out of controller I'm the night rider baby
