Middle Of The Busiest Road

(alexander/naydock)

dreamed a misfit came a calling days at a time

a malcontent from the look alike ball and she was mine

she said, "take all preconceptions, tie 'em if you have to with a bow

leave 'em proud and prominent in the middle of the busiest road"

a stripper picked me up one night down at the "hideaway jewel"

she just wanted breakfast talk, she was working her way through school

talked about her boyfriend and her second full semester overload

she said, "some days I feel like I've been thrown in to the middle of the busiest road"

and I'm riding, only riding

a wreck out on the interstate and I got out to look

flares, blood and cassette tapes, broken glass by a trivia book

trooper said she never felt a thing as far as real trauma goes

two strangers hold a requiem in the middle of the busiest road

and I'm riding, only riding, yeah I'm riding

I'm gonna start a talk show on a local am station

one in danger of going dark and I'll pay 'em compensation

five thousand watts of power freeing tales of happenstance untold

eventually I'll be toll free to the dwellers of the busiest road

and I'm riding, only riding, yeah I'm riding, only riding