300 miles from metropolitan
Time's are pullin' all directions
Sticking times from the edge of eternity
Break up the old truck pound story
Heavy hearts and heavy hitters
Riding waves of sound
Grapes are wrapped all around
Riding waves of sound
Tortured soul ways and egos sleeve
Straight from here to lanes of freedom
Unconquered souls delivered each day
There's a girl that I want to see
On each side of that marching top
Grapes are wrapped all around
Find a spot to names a called
Riding waves of sound
Written lines is everyone's own story
Nothings shaken that's been chased away
Parts diseased by the killing floor
Gasoline junkies, Farell diesel fields
Be the barker for the travellin' show
