I wanna move. Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Seven Thirty Seven comin' out of the sky. Oh! Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride, Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand,

We'll crash down like an avalanche We'll crash down like an avalanche (crash down, crash down) I got pride you can't hold your breath I got pride you can't hold your breath (even if we survive) Words like a loaded gun Shot out from a fire tongue Love

Give me somethin' to ride to And forget about life to The kind you wanna get high to Lay back in the night to Yeah used to be dance songs Slow jams and romance songs But now that she's gone and the radio's on Yeah I just want one that don't sing about

Everybody's got a hungry heart Lay down your money and you play your part Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack I went out for a ride and I never went back Like a river that don't know where it's flowing I took a wrong turn and I just kept going I met

You look to yours and I will look to mine Two folks in our condition So go about your earthly mission Don't trust no politicians She said, I know just what you're wishing We'll never leave this bar room with our pride I met a little girl in Saskatoon She

I wouldn't know where to start "Sweet Music" playing "In The Dark" Be still "My Foolish Heart," Don't ruin this on me I wouldn't know where I wouldn't know where, I wouldn't know where I came in from the outside Burnt out from the joy ride She likes to

Join the party, I can provide the army Join the party! Come and hear the voice of the man they call the Trojan Horse Ride on the outside, with inner force Throw you off course, of course, you missed the runway We mash, like the first kickoff, on a Sunday

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

Ride it out You can always call me 'Cause all we ever do is love Girl, you ain't alone, we all been alone Baby just be honest (X-O) Don't you worry 'bout a thing Shots of the Henny, bottles of Patron Blunts to your face, you don't wanna sing no more Lost

Hangin' out the passenger side of his best friend's ride Trying to holla at me A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me I don't want no scrub No, I don't want no scrub Oh yes son, I'm talking to you So no, I don't want your number No, I don't want