Well, I can
play the guitar just like I'm ringing an egg
I'm not dealing from a full deck
Well, I can't just sit here,
baby, trippin' you out
I got the next town,
the next town to think about it
I hear the air brakes hissin',
I hear the driver call
The windscreen wipers swishin',
the bags are in a haul
I heard them call my name,
I heard them say let's go
You better get on board now, you better suck and blow,
suck and blow
Well, a bad motor scooter's a
candy apple green
She's known as the human
trampoline
Somewhere at midnight
She must have got too stoned
Went around a red light
Woke up in a mental home, yeah
I hear the air brakes hissing
I hear the driver call my name
The windscreen wipers swishin'
We're gonna hit that slam again
I can't hang around if
I'm in the afterglow
You better take a deep breath,
You better suck and blow,
suck and blow
Alright
Well,
nobody's leavin' until the job gets done
When they break the gear down,
everything seems to wear a ton
I hear the air brakes hissing,
I hear the driver call, call, call
The windscreen wipers swishing,
the bags are in the haul
I can see the tunnel at the
end of the line
Well, I can make it through,
but that doesn't make it right
Hey, hey, hey, this room looks familiar
Why have I played it before?
I recognize the tear stains
On the back of the dressing room door
And I hear the air brakes hissing
I hear the driver callin' my name
The windscreen wipers swishin'
We're gonna hit that road again
Somebody called out,
somebody called out
Somebody said, let's go
Somebody said,
you're not gonna make it now
Unless you're suckin' blue,
suckin' blue
Uh -huh, yeah
Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey
Yeah, suck it, got to suck it, boy
Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey