Waste Of Aces Interstate Punk
I'm going where the interstate goes down
I'm going where the interstate goes down
Runnin up my cherry ride
To see what's on the other side of town
I'm going where I've got some room to breathe
I'm going where I've got some room to breathe
Bikers, truckers, desert, cops
None of that is gonna bother me
Send some sun shining my way
As I wander down the highway
Nothing ever stays the same
So how come I can't ever change?
Living in the city is such a bore
Living in the city is such a bore
Money makes people treat ya differently
Then ever they did before
I've let some trouble far behind me now
Yeah, I've let some trouble far behind me now
I was raised to be a saint
But sin has always followed me somehow
Send some sun shining my way
As I wander down the highway
Nothing ever stays the same
So how come I can't never ever change?!
Send some sun shining my way
As I wander down the highway
Nothing ever stays the same
So how come I can't ever change?
I'm going where the interstate goes down
I'm going where the interstate goes down
You won't see my face no more
I know the score, it's time to blow this town
