Working on the highway, laying down the blacktop Working on the highway, all day long I don't stop Working on the highway, blasting through the bedrock Working on the highway, working on the highway Friday night's pay night, guys fresh out of work

In the darkest hour Growing stronger Breaking into my soul You sense there's a purpose Of a higher life A force in your heart As if you were revived Brand new grounds to explore Before the night arrives

I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell On the highway to hell Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do

She knows the high stakes Room to make her big mistakes She needs new faces She knows the highest stakes She needs wide open spaces Who doesn't know what I'm talking about Who's never left home, who's never struck out To find a dream and a life of their

She got that whole place glowing Way above the clouds in the sky singing I'm looking at an Angel And believe me when I say (glowing, glowing, glowing) And she's high in the sky singing Singing my song (yeah yeah), From dusk till dawn (yeah yeah)

Make my way back home Looking for a sign of life Looking for something help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking 'cause I'm tired of trying I'm looking to the sky to save me When I learn to fly (high) When I learn to fly Fly along

Ain't nobody fucking with my dogs Ayo, this one nigga that roll up that smoke When I hit the weed spot, my pockets go broke We high, we high, we high, we high (say it again) I keep the hammer on side of me Ayy ayy step back motherfucker, watch out! La la

We're back again Let's make a toast, come raise your glasses high To every one of you who doubted us To every one of us since "karma's a bitch right"

I got the key to the highway, Billed out and bound to go. I'm gonna leave here running; Walking is most too slow. I'm going back to the border Woman, where I'm better known. You know you haven't done nothing, Drove a good man away from home. Oh give me

I can't stop thinking 'bout you I can't get high, I can't get by, I can't get through I want you all 3 A.M. and my neighbors hate me Music blasting, shaking these walls This time Mary Jane won't save me I've been working later, I've been drinking