Streamline Yr Skull
Now I'm moving down this road to nowhere
Now I'm feeling something holding me
No wind chill, just chug too much muck
Weighing down this classless chassis
If I could lose the luggage of luxury
The goods of greed with only speed as my goal
Then I could really cut the wind and wind
With every curve and really go, man go
I'm red like the blood of the bugs
White like the heat off the road
Blue like my mood right now as I move too slowly
Down this lonely nowhere road
Slice through the night, be the US at its sleekest
Pure motion as I sneak this plan
To attack so fast past all the bullshit
All the baggage and the staggering men
The modern world is not so bad
When "Roadrunner"'s your soundtrack
Ain't looking for an exit I've never been in
I'm on the outside, never looking back, yeah
I'm red like the blood of the bugs
White like the heat off the road
Blue like my mood right now as I move too slowly
Down this lonely nowhere road
Yeah, I wanna hop this life like a hobo's refrain
This train takes him to who knows where
Aerodynamics are my academics
School's in session, man, the lesson is gear
I wanna be like bullets, Buicks, rockabilly
All the greats that went nowhere fast
I streamline my skull and shine up my mind
Be the mousetrap on this rat race drag
Yeah, I'm red like the blood of the bugs
White like the heat off the road
Blue is my mood right now as I move too slowly
Down this lonely nowhere road
Lonely nowhere road
Lonely nowhere road
Lonely nowhere road, oh
Yeah-yeah, aw!
Now I'm feeling something holding me
No wind chill, just chug too much muck
Weighing down this classless chassis
If I could lose the luggage of luxury
The goods of greed with only speed as my goal
Then I could really cut the wind and wind
With every curve and really go, man go
I'm red like the blood of the bugs
White like the heat off the road
Blue like my mood right now as I move too slowly
Down this lonely nowhere road
Slice through the night, be the US at its sleekest
Pure motion as I sneak this plan
To attack so fast past all the bullshit
All the baggage and the staggering men
The modern world is not so bad
When "Roadrunner"'s your soundtrack
Ain't looking for an exit I've never been in
I'm on the outside, never looking back, yeah
I'm red like the blood of the bugs
White like the heat off the road
Blue like my mood right now as I move too slowly
Down this lonely nowhere road
Yeah, I wanna hop this life like a hobo's refrain
This train takes him to who knows where
Aerodynamics are my academics
School's in session, man, the lesson is gear
I wanna be like bullets, Buicks, rockabilly
All the greats that went nowhere fast
I streamline my skull and shine up my mind
Be the mousetrap on this rat race drag
Yeah, I'm red like the blood of the bugs
White like the heat off the road
Blue is my mood right now as I move too slowly
Down this lonely nowhere road
Lonely nowhere road
Lonely nowhere road
Lonely nowhere road, oh
Yeah-yeah, aw!
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Reber, Eric Davidson, James Weber, William Randt
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