Local H - Gig Bag Road lyrics

I woke up on the rumble strip Now I'm in the pa**ing lane We move at a comfortable clip Marching in the big parade Coming forth to carry me home Walking down the gig bag road I'm never gonna be pig food Oh, looking for a piggyback ride Marching in the big parade Where the saints choose their sides We're drinking the same Kool-Aid Ain't nobody want your soul Don't even want your rock and roll Looking for a way back home Walking down the gig bag road An act of mercy is an act of waste When you're bleeding through the nose I burned the pretty flowers in the sink I peeled the petals off the rose I woke up on the rumble strip Now I'm in the pa**ing lane We move at a comfortable clip Looking for a way back home Looking for a piggyback ride Marching in the big parade Where the saints choose their sides We're drinking the same Kool-Aid Ain't nobody want your soul Don't even want your rock and roll Looking for a way back home Walking down the gig bag road Walking down the gig bag road Looking for a piggyback ride Marching in the big parade Where the saints choose their sides We're drinking the same Kool-Aid Ain't nobody want your soul Don't really want your rock and roll Walking down the gig bag road