Down the Road

I'm in a kind of foolish game

I try to get rich quick, but I'm goin' insane

The kinda freaks that hang down on 42nd Street

They're all pimpin' Judys and poppin' speed

Well, it's a game of cat and mouse and I think it's got my soul

I think it's time for thinkin' 'bout a time to roll on down the road

So here I go

Here come Big Mike, I kinda owe him some beans

Well, he must be crazy, I guess that's why he's so mean

If I tell him I'm leavin', he would sure enough split my gut

'Cause he knows I sold to a sucker and I owe Big Mike a cut

Well, I'll slip him a twenty dollar bill till I get outta town

When I hit those white lines, I'm gonna be gone

Like a Greyhound down the road, down the road, yeah

It's a long, long road