Road Trip Songtext
von West 22nd

I was sitting back, trying to find my place
Staring at the walls and empty space
Why I could I never ever see it through?
Singin′ dadadadada

So we left the morning down the 85
Smoking out the window and we're getting real high
And I know everything gonna be just fine
Singin′ dadadadada

Oooh


We were making good time about quarter to nine
Till the car gave out at the borderline
Then we left that piece of junk by the side of the road
Singin' dadadadada

So we hopped on a bus down to New Orleans
Pocket full of change and a Cali dream
Somewhere along the way wound up in Austin, Texas!
Singin' dadadadada

Where the words we say should never go unsaid
And the places where we lie become our beds

Oooh

Nowhere to be found but I′m on my way
Why′d you have to leave town when you could've just stayed