Back on the Road

I am getting into some things that I can't quite work out
It's like I'm a lone passenger on a twenty-ton ship that's been run aground
And if that's the way I am gonna characterize it
I better get myself back on the road
I better get myself back on the road

I get to talking sometimes 'bout things that I can't quite explain
I beat the morning traffic to my basement just to test the feeling on a page away
And if that's the thing I'll be remembered by

I better get mysеlf back on the road
I better gеt myself back on the road
Back to work, baby, back in the fold
Ooh, ooh
(Instrumental)
Ooh, ooh

And that's the way I am gonna characterize it
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Maybe it's the shivers in bed, or a headache instead
Maybe the body is the lawyer for the spirit in the court of your head
And if that's the way I am gonna characterize it

Well, I better get myself back on the road
They say the air is cleaner out there on the coast
Back to work, baby, back in the fold
I just arrived but I've got to go
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh