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This Way To The Egress - Rogue Trip lyrics

Stuck on the road, it's the deserts decision,
It's something we can't quite compress.
He's jacking you mind up
He stares with his good eye,
He tells you a story of death.
He pumps up our clarence,
He spits out his tooth.
His best friend once killed a man,
I tell you it's true!
He laughs as he leaves us, the bed has been layed
And all you hear us say:
Ya da da da!
Well, this life is soo far from the ways they all tell us to live.
It crumbles around us
We just pressed the gas down too fast to get to the next state.
This heart blasted heat well it's melting the roads.
Our face tripping off
Eight more hours to go!
Who's got the fever in this Arizona sun?
It's calling out to everyone everyone.
Oh, it's calling out to everyone.

The road has stolen my eyesight,
I can not see which way is to turn.
So follow the train to the next destination and see.
The world is a book, and for those who don't travel
They're only reading a page.
If you're not careful, you'll find that you might always
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wonder the rest of your days!
Ya da da da!
Well, this life is so far from the ways they all tell us to live.
It crumbles around us,
We just pressed the gas down too fast to get to the next state.
This house is on fire so get all your clothes.
Smoke billows out, now where do we go?
Who's got the fever in this hot desert sun?
It's calling out to everyone everyone.
Oh, it's calling out to everone!

There's something that seems to be missing,
San Francisco, and puppets on stage?
Texas is something you'll never forget,
And the balcony gig in LA.
Well, New Orleans, how we wish we were still in you!
Instead, we are leaving today!
No matter how long, we always keep coming
back to these hot days!
Ya da da da!
Well, this life is so far from the ways they all tell us to live.
It crumbles around us,
We just pressed the gas down too fast to get to the next state.
This heart blasted heat well it's melting the road.
Our face tripping off,
Eight more hours to go!
Who's got the fever in this hot desert sun?
It's calling out to everyone everyone.
Oh, it's calling out to everyone.

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