Mighty Mighty Bosstones The Route That I Took
Without really knowing I took all the wrong routes
The misguided monster in the Doc Marten boots
In the wrong directions against all of the grains
Got off at all the wrong stops, back onto all the wrong trains
When holy hell just broke loose, to cut it out shut it down
There was the substance abuse running rampant through town
And when the trouble I had at the back door of the Channel
A steady headache and a handful it was
Too hard to handle - Too hard to handle
Time I took a good look at the route that I took
Without a drop of the sense that God had gave to a stone
But in my own self defense well I was not all alone
I had the partners and colleagues and the cohorts in crime
Heaven sent to me hell bent to be one hell of a time
There was a swift sudden shift and way to many went south
The deadly God given gift to junkies I kept my mouth shut
While I made up my mind I had some choices to make
Should I leave Hell far behind me just
For Heaven's sake - For Heaven's sake
I just took a good look at the route that I took
I took them all, can you recall the concert hall down at the Bradford Ballroom
I was tripping pretty hard I had dropped what I had copped down on the Boulevard
Without suggesting to you the routes I took were never wrong
I took a look and still I took and somehow I stays strong
And I just stayed on the course with very few deviations
One of two situations some other odd altercations
And when my days were to dark well I had something to sell
I am the carnival barker with some stories to tell
There'll be apologies made at every fork and each bend
And I'm so that I stayed and I will
Stay till the end - Stay till the end
Glad I took a good look at the route that I took
Stay till the end - Stay till the end
Glad I took a good look at the route that I took
