Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Truckers Atlas, artist - Modest Mouse. Date of issue: 11.05.2010
Song language: English
Truckers Atlas |
| Going to Colorado |
| To unload my head |
| Going to New York City |
| That’s in New York, friends |
| I’m going to Arizona |
| Sex on the rocks all warm and red |
| And we all bled |
| Going up to Alaska |
| Gonna get off scot-fucking-free |
| And we all did |
| This truckers atlas roads the ways |
| The freeways and highways don’t know |
| The buzz from the bird on the dash |
| Road locomotive phone |
| I don’t feel and it feels great |
| I sold my atlas by the freight stairs |
| I do lines and I crossed roads |
| I crossed the lines of all the great state roads |
| Going up over to Montana |
| Got yourself a trucker’s atlas |
| You knew you were all hot |
| Maybe you’ll go and blow a gasket |
| Start at the northwest corner |
| Go down through California |
| Beeline you might drive three days |
| Three nights to the tip of Florida |
| I’m going to Colorado |
| To unload my head |
| I’m going to New York City |
| That’s in New York, friends |
| Going up to Alaska |
| Gonna get off scot-fucking-free |
| And we all did |
| Going up over to Montana |
| Got yourself a trucker’s atlas |
| You knew you were all hot |
| Maybe you’ll go and blow a gasket |
| Start at the northwest corner |
| Go down through California |
| Beeline you might drive three days |
| Three nights to the tip of Florida |