Man On The Road

Lyrics
Packed my things onto a little truck Snuck it in the carpool lane Picking diamonds in a state of shock Driving families insane They say they're splitting the atom And the universe shatters Strings and dimensions at random And the chosen don't matter I can never go home he says 'Cause home is where it hurts I once was and always will be alone he says In the glittering dust All my traveling My unraveling The scores I've had to keep on Whose floors I got to sleep on All the meandering And the wandering It made me what I am now And I am just a man on the road Man on the road In a three-piece suit One last ride With a beautiful route He will stand tall Stick to his opinions Won't take an obsolete order From the Soviet Union Man on the road He won't look back He's got a dreadful ghost in the backseat With a six-beer pack All the mingling All the jingling The coins that I got tossed at In the towns where I was stopped at All the scrambling All the rambling It made me what I am now And I am just a man on the road It made me what I am now And I am just a man on the road It made me what I am now And I am just a man on the road
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