Lyrics:
Come on down, you're flyin' high
You'll never win if you never try
Stop the hate and carry the load
Come on, get this show on the road
On through
Come on down, you're flyin' high
You'll never win if you never try
Stop the hate and carry the load
Come on, get this show on the road
[Chorus]
Sun Tzu said the art of war is of vital importance to the State
It is a matter of life and death, a road either to safety or to ruin
a long road to Class A
(Safety Rating)
I know its an old cliché
(Safety Rating)
Slow in, fast out, really works
(Safety Rating)
More cars to drive are
MISS TEEN USc
USc!
She loves listening to Bruce Springsteen.
Wearing white tees and blue jeans.
From the back roads and country streets.
To private
Sleepwalking down the road
And not waking from these dreams
'Cause it's never dead
It's still my head
It was a war zone in my teens
I'm still standing
Sleepwalking down the road
And not waking from these dreams
'Cause it's never dead
It's still my head
It was a war zone in my teens
I'm still standing
I met you when I was a teen
But then you were one as well
And I could play the guitar just like ringing a bell
Sometimes I wonder, in any other
of breath
Trapped above these bloodless streets
Without a safety net
I stood in line to join the tribe
One more customer of fate
Claimed a spoke in the wheel
roll along,
Roll on little doggies roll on, roll on
Roll along, roll along,
Roll on little doggies roll on, roll on.
The road to that bright happy
Come on down, you're flyin' high
You'll never win if you never try
Stop the hate and carry the load
Come on, get this show on the road
On through
I was running down the road
The fear was all I knew
I was looking for a soul that's real
Then I ran into you
And that cherry blossom tree
Was
the loaded dice and the answer
He stalks the open road that leads form here to there
You'd better look out, watch out, beware
There's no safety here
When your seven and your in your seventh heaven
Going campin' in the wild outdoors
As we turned off on that old dirt road he look at me and swore
Dad,
Little girl don't be so quit to give your love so free
Little girl what makes you want to throw yourself with me
Just in your teens you're lookin'
you if we have to daily,
Stalkin' gat fools walking jack moves
Ready ta pap you if we have to daily,
(Bailin' for safety we make it and chill)
shop, your jeans are fulla crap
You're full of beans, you're in your teens, you lost your momma's road map
Move over Ms. L
You know I wish you well
as a kid I would sing
To Islands In The Stream
And all that I wanted
Was to Dance With Somebody
Had a grunge flannel phase
In my Teen Spirit days
Houses lined up on the side of the road
Got different gardens, but they're all the same on the inside
Humans are huddled inside of their homes
Got
and the life
The only sure way
Assurance of Safty and rest
No panicking no fear
Follow who know Road oh
Follow who know road oh
Follow who know road oh
Make
of breath
Trapped above these bloodless streets
Without a safety net
I stood in line to join the tribe
One more customer of fate
Claimed a spoke in the wheel
distance on the road
No need for speed
Let's all take it slow
Look both ways
Before you cross
Safety's the key
No need for loss
When you're out
One more lonely trail
One more busted guardrail
One more safety net shot to hell
You'd have thought after the last time I'd have learned to read
game
So roll your dice tell me what you got
Is it your ice or is it your life
Do what's right cause you can't roll twice
Safety's stuck, give a fuck
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