They come and they go when they want me
I sit and I wait my turn
I want to let go but I can't see
All I know is from what I've learned

Hitchhiker born to the side of the road
Got your thumb out, climb in
Shut your mouth, and do what you're told
This is where the ride begins

Heads up, the mountain's comin' down
Like a ball and chain
Stand up, the best is all around
The question is would you like to calm the insane

It goes on and on, just like a speed parade
It goes on and on, 'til the tail lights reached my head

Here lies a rude instigator or so he says
Is he movin', movin', movin', movin'
Or does he lie there and just play dead?

Heads up, the mountain's comin' down
Like a ball and chain
Stand up, the best is all around
The question is would you like to calm the insane

It goes on and on, just like a speed parade
It goes on and on, 'til the driver drops dead

Gotta get on the road or get on your knees
See the boy play, he plays for speed
Faster boy, put your foot on the floor
Salivating, he just wants more

Here come the calm with the bold insane
I can feel it like a ball and chain
When the question stands, does the shit remain?

It goes on and on, just like a speed parade
It goes on and on, 'til the tail lights reached my head

Copyright: POCKET LAUG MUSIC
Writer(s): JOHNNY D GRIPARIC, MATTHEW J LAUG, ROD JACKSON, RODNEY JACKSON, RYAN ROXIE, SAUL HUDSON