Lyric New Speedway Boogie
Please don t dominate the rap, jack, if you ve got nothing new to say.
If you please, don t back up the track this train s got to run today.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill
I heard someone say "Better run away", others say "better stand still".
Now I don t know, but I been told it s hard to run with the weight of gold,
Other hand I have heard it said, it s just as hard with the weight of lead.
Who can deny, who can deny, it s not just a change in style?
One step down and another begun and I wonder how many miles.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill
Things went down we don t understand, but I think in time we will.
Now, I don t know but I was told in the heat of the sun a man died of cold.
Keep on coming or stand and wait, with the sun so dark and the hour so late.
You can t overlook the lack, jack, of any other highway to ride.
It s got no signs or dividing lines and very few rule to guide.
I saw things getting out of hand, I guess they always will.
Now I don t know but I been told
If the horse don t pull you got to carry the load.
I don t know whose back s that strong, maybe find out before too long.
One way or another, one way or another,
One way or another, this darkness got to give.
If you please, don t back up the track this train s got to run today.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill
I heard someone say "Better run away", others say "better stand still".
Now I don t know, but I been told it s hard to run with the weight of gold,
Other hand I have heard it said, it s just as hard with the weight of lead.
Who can deny, who can deny, it s not just a change in style?
One step down and another begun and I wonder how many miles.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill
Things went down we don t understand, but I think in time we will.
Now, I don t know but I was told in the heat of the sun a man died of cold.
Keep on coming or stand and wait, with the sun so dark and the hour so late.
You can t overlook the lack, jack, of any other highway to ride.
It s got no signs or dividing lines and very few rule to guide.
I saw things getting out of hand, I guess they always will.
Now I don t know but I been told
If the horse don t pull you got to carry the load.
I don t know whose back s that strong, maybe find out before too long.
One way or another, one way or another,
One way or another, this darkness got to give.