Traffic piles up 25 miles 24 hours a day In front of a line of Spanish-style houses Pretty little children play
Can't you tell there's trucks out there They're just waiting for you
That mountain you love is getting washed away Look out your window and see There's a man on top Bawling his eyes out Just for you and me
Can't you tell there's trucks out there They're just waiting for you And everyone is loaded With the blues
Left and right Look left and right And then run like hell Left and right Look left and right And then run like hell
The face of this world is just as flat as hell Like somebody way up there Tipped all the troubles onto our side Tipped 'em way over here Some people I love cried over the phone But nobody died, so it's okay So why is this corner of this flat little world So full of trouble today?
Can't you tell there's Trucks out there They're just waiting for you And everyone is loaded With the blues
Left and right Look left and right And then run like hell Left and right Look left and right And then run like hell
Oh, left and right Look left and right Left and right Look left and right Left and right Look left and right And then run like hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
