Original lyrics

EN

The air is trembling Everyone's sleeping in the back of the bus Sun is rising Rolling down the window, light a lucky strike, uh And in my imagination We get stopped by this lonely cop, yeah He pull me down the ditch Pull my hair, and the air is hot I need one for the road I need one for the road Sweat is weeping down on my steering wheel A pot of coffee boiling in the waste lands heat And in my hallucination we pick up this hitch hiking boy I throw him to the lions back seat Making sound to the loud car stereo I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road I need one for the road