Bus stop rain...busted power train..got a broke down '69 LTD...  

I hocked my tools...to buy my brain...a funeral wreath...from the FTD  

Blank billboards on the highway of life. Counterfeit bills in the neon lights.  

This stick-shift driven saw-dust dream, show-biz sho' ain't what it seems. 公交车站雨...破获功率train..got一个一文不名下来69有限公司...

Little hipster dufus with the guitar in a coffin. I been copping his licks about every so often. í hocked我的工具......买我的大脑......葬礼花圈...从FTD

Then I flip-flop, go the other way... 空白的广告牌上生活的大路上。假币的霓虹灯。

I rip off the dude where the colored girls say; doo-doo-do-doo-doo-do-doo-doo-do-do-doooo-dooooo 这根棍子移驱动木屑的梦想，秀-BIZ翔是不是好像。

See, I cut my teeth on the white lines of life's endless lonesome highways. 小行家dufus在棺材吉他。我一直在逃避他舔约每隔一段时间。

Taking stock in the horizon... shouting at every fool that come my way--- 然后我触发器，走另外一条路......

"HEY!" I been shouting, í撕掉的纨绔子弟，其中有色的女孩说;斗斗-DO -斗斗-DO -斗斗-DO -DO - doooo - dooooo

"HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Are you going my way?" 你看，我把我的牙齿对生命的无尽的寂寞公路的白线。

"HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Someone gimme a ride!" 以股票在天涯......喊蠢人说来我的方式---

but ain't no one going my way. “嘿！”我一直在喊，

Now downtown they got the prison of shame. “嘿！你可以给我一程吗？你要我呀？ ”

See the castaways of the Hollywood game? “嘿！你能不能给我一程吗？有人给我一程！ ”

Tricked out whores with invisible pains. 但不是没人去我的方式。

Cardboard people, dancing in the rain... 现在，他们闹了耻辱的监狱。

to the same old tune, circling like a vulture with the busted juke-box of the popular culture. 看到好莱坞的游戏的漂流？

If it ain't got a beat, they won't put you on the street. 被骗了妓女与无形的痛苦。

Heavy on the bass, light on the feet. 纸板人，在雨中跳舞...

I meet the street poets in the bummed out bars. 在老调重弹，就像盘旋在破获点唱机盒流行文化的秃鹫。

I hum my single as I jingle down the 如果没有一个节拍，他们不会把你在大街上。

"Walk Of Stars" 沉重的低音，点亮了脚。

with the geeks and the freaks and the crooks and the hookers--- 我遇到的人吗走出酒吧街上的诗人。

the burn-outs of life's pressure cookers. í哼我的单，因为我顺口溜下来

Now, these are my people, my church without a steeple, “走之星”

and though I never waste a tissue on an incidental issue, 与极客和怪胎和骗子和妓女---

still I sympathize, 'cause I realize when I see the sorrow in their eyes. 烧伤奏生命的压力锅。

'Cause I cut my teeth on the white lines of life's endless lonesome highways. 现在，这些都是我的人，我的教会没有尖顶，

Taking stock in the horizon... shouting at every fool that come my way--- 虽然我从来没有浪费了组织上的偶然问题，

"HEY!" I been shouting, 我仍然很同情，因为我知道，当我看到他们眼中的悲哀。

"HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Are you going my way?" 因为我把我的牙齿对生命的无尽的寂寞公路的白线。

"HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Someone gimme a ride!" 以股票在天涯......喊蠢人说来我的方式---

but ain't no one going my way. “嘿！”我一直在喊，

Now in the field of my mind “嘿！你可以给我一程吗？你要我呀？ ”

I'm plowing the topsoil of my memory. “嘿！你能不能给我一程吗？有人给我一程！ ”

Digging up bones and skeletones--- rusty relics from my past. 但不是没人去我的方式。

Gotta put a new shine on the twists of time, redefine this old cemetery... 现在，在我的脑海领域

Clear out the weeds, sow new seeds, sure I'm scared, but still I'm gonna carry on. 我耕田我的记忆中的​​表土。

'Cause never did a body find their way home without showing first firm as a stone 挖骨头和skeletones ---锈迹斑斑的文物，从我的过去。

the conviction, the strength the courage that it takes to make a journey start 我得把在时间的曲折新大放异彩，重新定义这个古老的墓地...

For you got to be true, you got to be strong, 清除杂草，播下新的种子，当然我很害怕，但我依然会坚持下去。

'specially when the long road home 因为从来没有一个机构找到回家的路没有表现出先稳如石

leads smack through the smoking ruins of your broken heart.And I know. 的信念，力量，它需要做出一个旅程的开始的勇气

'Cause I cut my teeth on the white lines of life's endless lonesome highway... 因为你必须是真实的，你一定要坚强，

Taking stock in the horizon...shouting at every fool that come my way--- “特别是在漫漫长路的家

"HEY!" I been shouting, 领导嫌过你的破heart.And的吸烟废墟，我知道。

"HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Are you going my way?" 因为我把我的牙齿对生命的无尽寂寞的公路白线...

"HEY! Can you gimme a ride? Someone gimme a ride!" 以股票在天涯......喊蠢人说来我的方式---

but ain't no one going my way. “嘿！”我一直在喊，