Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Trad. Arr. 03/23/00

I've been driving this truck for so long
Didn't know I could get out and walk
I've been driving this truck for so long
Didn't know that I could talk

I've been driving this truck for so long
Following the heavy chalk
I've been driving this truck for so long
Forgot that I could talk

The lines were right in front of me
They were a gallows and now they're a path
The rain was always on my windshield
Now it's giving me a bath

The signs were flying by in blurs
Now I can read them everyone-yeeih!
The signs were flying by i blurs
Now I have met Attila the Hun-ey!

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