Another day back on the road I carry on my heavy load As something passes from behind Cuts me off, so mad and blind Don't stop my groove Just make your bloody move I gotta get back on wheels Right at the border with the band we get pulled over by our “friends“ get searched for drugs and refugees it smells like death and moldy cheese No end in sight I ain't got all fuckin' night I gotta get back on wheelsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
