Back on the Road

I'm gettin' into some things
That I can't quite work out
It's like I'm a lone passenger on a twenty-ton ship
That's run around
And if that's the way
I'm gonna characterize it
I better get myself back on the road
I better get myself back on the road
I get to talking sometimes
'Bout things that I can't quite explain
I beat the morning traffic to my basement
Just to chase the feeling on a page away
if that's the thing
I'll be remembered by
I better get myself back on the road
I better get myself back on the road
Back to work, baby, back in the fold
And that's the way
I'm gonna characterize it
Maybe it's the shivers in bed
Or a headache instead
Maybe the body is the lawyer for the spirit
In the court of your head
And if that's the way
I'm gonna characterize it
Well, I better get myself back on the road
They say the air is cleaner out there on the coast
Back to work, baby, back in the fold
I just arrived but I got to go