Roadrunner

It's clear ahead
Ain't no clouds but for my smokestack,
Back as the sand stirs up from the dirt track.
If you're followin' all you see is red.
You'll never catch this steam train and if you're thinkin' of freight hoppin', think again

Bub, I'll run you down,
don't take too kind to hold ups.
Yeh, this old iron horse is goin' ahead and let the piano drop.

Bring it down.

Well.

Huh.

I'm the king of the track,
I'm the rule of the highway.
And if you wanna take a ride
Well, you better get in line, pal.
I'm the law of the land,
I'm the man on the high horse.
You know the gun's always loaded
And the horse, it always kicks.

And if the lollypop lady gets you across the zebra crossin'.
Say hey to momma, go.

Well, it seems like we got off on the wrong foot there.
And that's bad bad news for you pal. I'll tell you why.

'Cause I'm the heat of the sun, I'm the sting of the cacti.
You know, water ain't too easy to come by
And I ain't much of a sharing type, if you know what I mean.

I'm as tough as a boulder,
I'm as free as a tumbleweed.
And I'll roll right over you rover
And leave you in the tracks like roadkill.

And if the lollypop lady gets you across the zebra crossin'.
Say hey to momma, go.

I see you, clear view like a sore thumb.
You got the hammer, dropped the piano, shot your own gun.
You'll never see me till I've been and gone.
I see you before you even see me.

I see you, rear-view, but not for long.
You got lost in the sand storm.
You'll never see me till I've been and gone.
I see you before you even see me too,

Yeh, chase the ghost, chase the smoke fallin' out of view.