| The world is moving everywhere but here
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| So load the van. |
| Destination: Nowhere Near
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| I wanna be on the road again
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| I wanna be on the road again
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| I wanna be on the road again, yeah
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| We’d been on the road
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| For several weeks, now
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| And it drove you crazy
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| Got to get back out of this old town now
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| Where my parents hate me
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| 1, 2, 3 And I am alone
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| 2, 2, 3 by the telephone
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| 3, 2, 3 and my friends ain’t home tonight
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| The world is moving everywhere but here
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| So load the van. |
| Destination: Nowhere Near
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| I wanna be on the road again
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| I wanna be on the road again
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| I wanna be on the road again, yeah
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| Destination: Nowhere Near
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| I sit in my room and play
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| A punk rock song on my folk guitar
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| Remember when the van broke down
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| And our shit wouldn’t fit in a borrowed car
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| 1, 2, 3 We were just eighteen
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| 2, 2, 3 With a madman dream
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| 3, 2, 3 And now it seems we’re still insane
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| (still down in Oakland playin')
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| The world is moving everywhere but here
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| So load the van. |
| Destination: Nowhere Near
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| I wanna be on the road again
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| I wanna be on the road again
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| I wanna be on the road again, yeah
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| Destination: Nowhere Near
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| The world is moving everywhere but here
|
| So load the van. |
| Destination: Nowhere Near
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| I wanna be on the road again
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| I wanna be on the road again
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| I wanna be on the road again, yeah
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| Destination: Nowhere Near
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| Right now |