6 acessos
I´m on my way, down to Vegas, driving my sedan, down the highway
I feel luck, I can get the cash, it´s very simple, gonna get rich
Going nowhere
Being selfcruel, running low on fuel
No job no money
Feels like I´m stuck, running out of luck
Always tomorrow
Got to stay on track, never looking back
Hope for the break now
From a long decay, see the sun today
I see roads , dust, and tumbleweed
I see trucks, bikes, and gasstations
I cross rivers and canyons and mountains
I see fields, motels, and hitchhikers
Going nowhere
Being selfcruel, running low on fuel
No job no money
Feels like I´m stuck, running out of luck
Always tomorrow
Got to stay on track, never looking back
Hope for the break now
From a long decay, see the sun today
I see roads , dust, and tumbleweed
I see trucks, bikes, and gasstations
Going nowhere
Being selfcruel, running low on fuel
No job no money
Feels like I´m stuck, running out of luck
Always tomorrow
Got to stay on track, never looking back
Hope for the break now
From a long decay, see the sun today