pigs running free dont they know theyre swine
me i'm sitting here just taking my share
thirty tons of metal on a cushion of air
hobo in the restroom making love to a can
mamas in the street looking for a man
me i'm sitting here just jamming to tunes
easing down the highways through our cities of ruins
all highways lead to the same ol place
broken hearts and headache take a look in her face
round another curve ten two on the wheel
driving round in circles looking for a hot meal
i'm moving over mountains of time
i'm hearing echos of voices in rhyme
moving past fields and streams
rivers of life flow to oceans of dreams
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