gig bag road

i woke up on the rumble strip, now i'm in the passing lane, we move at a comfortable clip, marching in the big parade, coming forth to carry me home, walking down the gig bag road, i'm never gonna be pig food, oh, looking for a piggyback ride, marching in the big parade, where the saints show the same signs, we're drinking the same koolaid, ain't nobody want your soul, don't even want your rock and roll, looking for a way back home, walking down the gig bag road, an act of mercy is an act of waste, when you're bleeding through the nose, i burned the pretty flowers in the sink, i peeled the petals off the rose, i woke up on the rumble strip, now i'm in the passing lane, we move at a comfortable clip, looking for a way back home, looking for a piggyback ride, marching in the big parade, where the saints choose their sides, we're drinking the same koolaid, ain't nobody want your soul, don't even want your rock and roll, looking for a way back home, walking down the gig bag road, walking down the gig bag road, looking for a piggyback ride, marching in the big parade, where the saints choose their sides, we're drinking the same koolaid, ain't nobody want your soul, don't really want your rock and roll, walking down the gig bag road