Brucie dreams life's a highway
Too many roads bypass my way
Or they never begin.

Innocence coming to grief
At the hands of life - stinkin' car thief,
That's my concept of sin

Does heaven wait
All heavenly
Over the next horizon ?

But look at us now, quit driving,
Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.

Just look at us now, start counting,
What adds up the way it did when we were young ?

Look at us now, quit driving,
Some things hurt much more than cars and girls.

Life's a drive through a dust bowl,
What's it do, do to a young soul
We are deeply concerned,

Someone stops for directions,
Something responds deep in our engines,
We have all been burned

Will heaven wait
All heavenly
Over the next horizon ?

But look at us now, quit driving,
Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.

Just look at us now, start counting,
What adds up the way it did when we were young ?

Look at us now, quit driving,
Some things hurt much more than cars and girls.

Little boy got a hot rod,
thinks it makes him some kind of new god
Well this is one race he won't win,

Cos life's no cruise with a cool chick
Too many folks feelin' car sick,
But it never pulls in.

Brucie's thoughts - pretty streamers
Guess this world needs its dreamers
May they never wake up.

All right

But look at us now, quit driving,
Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.

Just look at us now, start counting,
What adds up the way it did when we were young ?

Look at us now, quit driving,
Some things hurt much more than cars and girls.

But look at us now, quit driving,
Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.

Just look at us now, start counting,
What adds up the way it did when we were young ?

Look at us now, quit driving,
Some things hurt much more than cars and girls.