Interstate 8

[Verse 1] Spent eighteen hours waiting for some space I spent the same eighteen hours in the same old place I'm on a road shaped like a figure eight I'm going nowhere, but I'm guaranteed to be late [Chorus] You go out like a riptide You know that ball has no sides You're an angel with an amber halo Black hair and the devil's pitchfork Wind-up anger with an endless view of The ground's colorful patchwork How have you been? (How have you, how have you) [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] I drove around for hours, I drove around for days I drove around for months and years and never went no place We're on a pass, we're on a pass I stopped for gas, but where'd the place be To pay for gas to drive around Around the Interstate 8 [Chorus] You go out like a riptide You know that ball has no sides You're an angel with an amber halo Black hair and the devil's pitchfork Wind-up anger with an endless view of The ground's colorful patchwork How have you been? (How have you, how have you) [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] You go out like a riptide You know that ball has no sides You're an angel with an amber halo Black hair and the devil's pitchfork Wind-up anger with an endless view of The ground's colorful patchwork How have you been? (How have you, how have you been?)