Sitting in a transit all night long Playing clubs and rocking right on The road's much too long since I've been wasting my time Wish I was home again sipping my wine And I'm gone, gone, gone, I don't care 'Cause I'm gone, gone, gone I don't care, it's where I'm from I'm on the road again LA to London is a mighty long time Eight hours flying can bring you down Sitting near a suit who's a red-neck going, Eyes are moving but there's no life showing And I'm gone, gone, gone, I don't care 'Cause I'm gone, gone, gone I don't care, it's where I'm from I'm on the road again Now that I'm home again, things are much better Biding my time with my little go-getter No matter what they say, no matter what they do, Gonna end up in the middle of that rock and roll stew Gone, gone, gone...