ухабы. За окном весь мир в пыли. Там оранжевые бабы Забивают костыли. Эх, железная дорога, Расписные поезда. У родимого порога Отказали тормоза. Эх, дорожные
разлук Для отдыха времени Практически нет И все-таки верим мы В счастливый билет ПРИПЕВ: Дорожное радио Играет в пути Дорожное радио И я не один
На причудливом мертовм покрове, Сколько серых мозгов И комарьих раздавленных плевр! Вот взорвался один, До отвала напившийся крови, Ярко-красным пятном Завершая дорожный
I got a star on my car and one on my chest A gun on my hip and the right to arrest I'm a guy who's the boss on this highway So watch out what you're doin
Postcards on the floor But this pen can't write lonliness no more. Waking up all alone On the opposite side of the coast. I'm commited to insecurity
I got a star on my car and one on my chest, A gun on my hip and the right to arrest I'm the guy who's the boss on this highway So watch out what you'
Go! Go! Go! Walk into the party, didn't know who you are, Said quick quick on the living room floor, All I know is about three fucking chords,
traffic tickets get me down make me feel like i'm a clown speed limit, 25 no left turn i'm in a hurry see the light see the fine we're the ones that you
Since we didn't make no records in a long time why don't you show these rap sap suckers what kind of rhymes you got Money! Deadly rhymes, here's the
So these are the ropes The tricks of the trade The rules of the road You're one of the dopes For whom they were made The rules of the road You follow
Run far away from what you have created You have created this drama Dancing around the truth My God rain down power My God rain down fire War With these
(There'll be no detours in heaven no rough roads along the way I'm using my Bible for a roadmap my last stop is heaven some sweet day) I'm using my Bible
Run far away from what you have created. You have created this drama. Dancing around the truth. My God rain down power. My God rain down fire. War. With
I believe in the world right in front of me, but now, along these empty streets where this curse holds these memories of a man, you know he's lost.
You probably don't wear your glasses But you probably need them to read And you probably value your downtime And you probably don't get much sleep And
Never been to Cleveland when the sun was shining Even when it shines it looks like rain Oh god, on the road again People say that I've adjusted well
Yo vengo del alto Apure, Atravesando llanuras, Atravesando sabanas Vengo cantando un corrio. Traigo polvo del camino, Traigo polvo de camino, Traigo
D'abord tu sors de ta mere Tu descends tu descends Tres fort le coup des lumieres Tu descends tu descends Itineraire oblige C'est comm'un rallye fleche