I hitched a ride with a vending machine repair man
He says hes been down this road more than twice
He was high on intellectualism
Ive never been there but the brochure looks nice
Jump in, lets go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low,
These are the days when anything goes
[chorus]
Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine
Hes got a daughter he calls easter
She was born on a tuesday night
Im just wondering why I feel so all alone
Why Im a stranger in my own life
Jump in, lets go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes
Chorus
Ive been living in a sea of anarchy
Ive been living on coffee and nicotine
Ive been wondering if all the thing Ive seen
Were ever real, were ever really happening
Chorus