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?)