The roads were closed opening day By thoroughbred RCMP I walked alone Joe Shuster way Superman probably made more money than me
All the older highways got their names from God Workflows traced to hired contract killers on call No card I play and nothing I say would ever change minds I'm starting to think they don't do it for the money
Now is the time for all good men (Guest speaker, why'd you let the runners go?) To come to the aid of the party (One motion to kick in and kick out of gear) By the time the wicker had been wove (Guest speaker, why'd you let the rhythm go?) All the liquor was gone so we drove home, drove home
All the older highways got their names from God Wiretaps of hired contract killers at large No turn I take and no call I make would ever change minds I gotta think they don't do it for the money
Oh wandering headlight, take to a lonesome road Oh great wandering headlight, take to a lonesome road
And yeah, I admit it does sound a bit funny The obituary arranged for guitar But nobody ever says no to the moneyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
