Love throw a line On you and me Just before the blood runs into the valley Let's write a story of, a title wave We run out of luck, we run out of days We run out of gas, hundred miles away From a station There's a war and a plague yeah, smoke and

He's flying High flying He could've tuned in tuned in But he tuned out A bad time nothing could save him Alone in a corridor waiting locked out He got up outta there ran for hundreds of miles He made it to the ocean had a smoke in a tree

In the cab of my truck Gonna make a million memories For every hundred thousand miles Learnin' everything I'll ever need to know about life and love Cracked windshield that I super-glued Crumpled-up cans and a beat up bag of Red Man chew Fix-a-flat,

Where do I go now? Got up this morning Cause I don't think I can go myself Tell my family For a hundred miles A thousand more I'll go I wonder a hundred miles Got a thousand more to go I can't quit my walking

It goes one for the money, two for the dough All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha ha Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics Game and the snowman, one hundred miles and gunning Hey, here come the paramedics, here come the