It's a hip hop number five

Leaving our town

Yes, we cover new ground

As we head for mile five

Sixteen motels

Shaking their heads

Man, my eyes are getting red

Guess we sleep in the van



Just another day of a traveling band

"Driving across the land, kicking up sand"



Ten-fifteen on the I-17

Someone's too much time

Just leaked on the van

It's weird on the bridge

It's weird on the hill

Yeah, there's always something weird

Hives me something to tell



My insides are losing control

For now, but it's getting better

Simple, lost, and...