[Verse 1: Zion]

Listen, hey yo, I'm lost on the road, then nowhere to go

Two thousand miles from home, my life is a show

On a plane, in a van, my click got contraband

Water or the land, Japan or Amsterdam

Hold tight, sonny, we gotta get that money

And bring it home soon, and cruise to Cancun

I miss my bed, marijuana and mushrooms

They treat me hella bad when I'm sittin' in customs



[Verse 2: The Grouch]

I woke up in a foreign land

You see, I had to leave this town in search of sound and explore the man

No court orders, just the ball in my court

Life's callin', I'm all in, fall in left at the fort

My breath's for breathin', like eyes are for seein'

I'm sort of more bein' alive, and if you're dreamin'

That's fine, I'm movin' on city to city and back

And that's home, none is as pretty as that



[Hook: Zion]

We take Planes, Trains, automobiles

Ride around the world and collect more skrill

But when we get gone, I miss my home

Once we get gone...

We take Planes, Trains, automobiles

Ride around the world and collect more skrill

But when we get gone, I miss my home

Once we get gone...



[Verse 3: The Grouch]

Gazin' out the window of the 747

Tryin' to keep grounded, braise, level-headed

Get phrase, because I know my people miss me

And I wanna return with that bacon crispy

I navigate the expedition because I'm a trooper

Come home with discoveries, exploring new truths

So lovely, we movin' free throughout time

Experience what is, and then appreciate mines



[Verse 4: Zion]

I'm on a jetliner flyin', race through the sky and

Give me some space, some water, please, when I'm rhymin'

Keep the rum and henny 'cause it doesn't do me any

“I want some hardcore”, I'm 'bout to give you plenty

Like the blunts and the brizzles, the flirtation sizzles

You know you shouldn't touch her down deep in the middle

But you still wanna fiddle, though it's way past fo'

You and her already know that she fittin' to go, for sho'



[Verse 5: The Grouch (The Zion)]

I grew up on fresh air with hippies

Now I suck smog around wanna be 50's

So far from the start, I just need a round trip

Me, I'm Heaven bound to this

(To the next city, a pity, twenty more shows

Twenty more days in stank and dirty clothes

A young brother get along when he out on the road

On this flow, I feel like headin' for home)



[Hook: Zion]

We take Planes, Trains, automobiles

Ride around the world and collect more skrill

But when we get gone, I miss my home

Once we get gone...

We take Planes, Trains, automobiles

Ride around the world and collect more skrill

But when we get gone, I miss my home

Once we get gone...



[Verse 6: Zion (The Grouch)]

Get back, kick raps, forgettin' where we at

On the atlas, do a mapquest, roger that

Travel on one, even though I'm long, gone up, gone

Everything up under the sun, all on a drum, one

(Sunsets forever, that's just my pleasure

Return to center, begin a new era

Must make the journey to bring it all with me

A daily commute as the world keeps turning)



[Hook: Zion]

We take Planes, Trains, automobiles

Ride around the world and collect more skrill

But when we get gone, I miss my home

Once we get gone...

We take Planes, Trains, automobiles

Ride around the world and collect more skrill

But when we get gone, I miss my home

Once we get gone...