Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rogue Trip, artist - This Way to the EGRESS. Album song Great Balancing Act, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 18.05.2015
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Rogue Trip |
Stuck on the road, it’s the deserts decision, |
It’s something we can’t quite compress. |
He’s jacking you mind up |
He stares with his good eye, |
He tells you a story of death. |
He pumps up our clarence, |
He spits out his tooth. |
His best friend once killed a man, |
I tell you it’s true! |
He laughs as he leaves us, the bed has been layed |
And all you hear us say: |
Ya da da da! |
Well, this life is soo far from the ways they all tell us to live. |
It crumbles around us |
We just pressed the gas down too fast to get to the next state. |
This heart blasted heat well it’s melting the roads. |
Our face tripping off |
Eight more hours to go! |
Who’s got the fever in this Arizona sun? |
It’s calling out to everyone everyone. |
Oh, it’s calling out to everyone. |
The road has stolen my eyesight, |
I can not see which way is to turn. |
So follow the train to the next destination and see. |
The world is a book, and for those who don’t travel |
They’re only reading a page. |
If you’re not careful, you’ll find that you might always |
wonder the rest of your days! |
Ya da da da! |
Well, this life is so far from the ways they all tell us to live. |
It crumbles around us, |
We just pressed the gas down too fast to get to the next state. |
This house is on fire so get all your clothes. |
Smoke billows out, now where do we go? |
Who’s got the fever in this hot desert sun? |
It’s calling out to everyone everyone. |
Oh, it’s calling out to everone! |
There’s something that seems to be missing, |
San Francisco, and puppets on stage? |
Texas is something you’ll never forget, |
And the balcony gig in LA. |
Well, New Orleans, how we wish we were still in you! |
Instead, we are leaving today! |
No matter how long, we always keep coming |
back to these hot days! |
Ya da da da! |
Well, this life is so far from the ways they all tell us to live. |
It crumbles around us, |
We just pressed the gas down too fast to get to the next state. |
This heart blasted heat well it’s melting the road. |
Our face tripping off, |
Eight more hours to go! |
Who’s got the fever in this hot desert sun? |
It’s calling out to everyone everyone. |
Oh, it’s calling out to everyone. |