Brucie dreams, life's a highway, too many roads bypass my way Or they never begin, innocence coming to grief At the hands of life, stinkin' car thief, that's my concept of sin Does heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon?
But look at us now, quit driving Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls Just look at us now, start counting What adds up the way it did when we were young Just look at us now, quit driving Some things hurt much more than cars and girls
Life's a drive through a dust bowl, what's it do, do to a young soul? We are deeply concerned, someone stops for directions Something responds deep in our engines, we have all been burned Will heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon?
Look at us now, quit driving Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls. Just look at us now, start counting What adds up the way it did when we were young Look at us now, quit driving Some things hurt much more than cars and girls
Little boy got a hot rod, thinks it makes him some kind of new God Well this is one race he won't win, life's no cruise with a cool chick Too many folks feelin' car sick, but it never pulls in Brucie's thoughts, pretty streamers, guess this world needs its dreamers May they never wake up, alright
Look at us now, quit driving Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls Just look at us now, start counting What adds up the way it did when we were young Just look at us now, quit driving Some things hurt much more than cars and girls
Just look at us now, quit driving Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls Look at us now, start counting What adds up the way it did when we were young Look at us now, quit driving Some things hurt much more than cars and girls