Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Tell me what you know! Tell me what you gone and done now! Gun would do the trick, get it over with You're better off Just to get high, (high) Circling the drain, throw it all away Just to get high But I can still remember what his face looked like When

I ain't looking down no more Tell me what I'm up here for Oh, the wire keeps getting higher, keeps getting higher On the wire, I don't know why If I were a crow, I wouldn't have no fear of heights For watching this old world's fragile below I don't have

Levitate, levitate, levitate, levitate Pimp pimp! (horray!) Love won't get you high as this Drugs won't get you high as this Fame won't get you high as this Chains won't get you high as this Juice won't get you high as this Two keys won't get you high,

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

It's the same old you The same old you Cause until I get to leaving It's just the same old me too When you get to drinking When you're on the town In church on Sunday Getting high when the sun goes down And I think I'm done with you

You give me life, you give me light You give me a reason why I say, "Give me time" You get me high when you cross my mind Yeah, who needs suicide when I feel so alive with you (yeah, yeah) And you know I would die for you Jesus, weep, baby know I would

If it's you, can't be any old thing Gettin' higher, higher, higher We're climbing, once again And we're climbing, once again But you're special, on every level But you're special, another level You said get used to change Nothing would be the same It's

When your chips are down When your highs are low Reaching for the light Knowing we can't win It's getting close to sundown over the Sierra Stranded on the freeway burning with desire She was on the sidewalk looking for a night light