On the road
90 kilometres on kerosene
slow it down, we're only eighteen for now
On the road
is a bright blue sky
the future's a bright blue firefly
losing the urge to keep my hair down
On the road
we'll drive your dreams
into a drunken ditch
and lie back stargazing and throwing up
On the road
we'll have had enough
we'll drive back home and pack our stuff.
adam
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