bob seger's song

on a long and lonesome highway east of omaha   
you can listen to the engines moaning out as one note song   
you think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before   
  
but your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do   
when you're riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do   
and you don't feel much like riding, you just wish the trip was through   
  
here i am - on the road again   
there i am - up on the stage   
here i go - playing star again   
there i go - turn the page   
  
so you walk into this restaurant strung out from the road   
and you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold   
you pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode   
  
yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can   
all the same old cliches, "is it woman? is it man?"   
and you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand   
make your stand   
  
here i am - on the road again   
there i am - up on the stage   
here i go - playing star again   
there i go - turn the page   
  
oo-ooh, out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away   
every ounce of energy you try to give away   
as the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play, yeah   
  
later in the evening, you lie awake in bed   
with the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head   
you smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said   
what she said   
  
he-ey   
  
yeah   
and here i am - on the road again   
there i am - up on a stage   
here i go - playing star again   
there i go - turn the page   
there i go - turn that page   
there i go, yeah, yeah   
there i go, yeah, yeah   
there i go, yeah   
there i go, yeah   
there i go, oo-oo-ooh   
there i go   
and i'm gone   
				

i'm diggin' my way
i'm diggin' my way to somethin'
i'm diggin' my way to somethin' better

i'm pushin' to stay
i'm pushin' to stay with somethin'
i'm pushin' to stay with somethin' better

i'm sowing the seeds
i'm sowing the seeds i take
i'm sowing the seeds i take for granted

this thorn in my side
this thorn in my side is from the tree
this thorn in my side is from the tree i've planted
it tears me and i bleed
and i bleed

caught under wheels roll
i take the leash
i'm bleeding me
can't stop to save my soul
i take the leash that's bleeding me
i'm bleeding me
i can't take it
caught under wheels roll
oh, the bleeding of me
of me
the bleeding of me

caught under wheels roll
i take the leash
i'm bleeding me
can't stop to save my soul
i take the leash that's bleeding me
i'm bleeding me
i can't take it
caught under wheels roll
oh, the bleeding of me
oh, the bleeding of me

i am the beast that bleeds the feast
i am the blood
i am release

come make me pure
bleed me a cure
i'm caught, i'm caught, i'm caught under
caught under wheels roll
i take that lease
i'm bleeding me
can't stop to save my soul
i take the leash that's bleeding me
i'm bleeding me
i can't take it
i can't take it
i can't take it
oh, the bleeding of me

i'm diggin' my way
i'm diggin' my way to somethin'
i'm diggin' my way to somethin' better

i'm pushin' to stay
i'm pushin' to stay with somethin'
i'm pushin' to stay with somethin' better
with somethin' better
				

Queen's song

sleeping very soundly on a saturday morning i was dreaming i was al 
capone. 
rumor going round, gotta clear out of town, smelling like a dry fish bone. 
here come the law, gonna break down the door, carry me away once more. 
never, never, never want it anymore.  gotta get away from this stone cold 
floor. 
 
crazy, stone cold crazy, you know 
 
rainy afternoon, on a killer typhone, and it's a playing with my slide 
trombone. 
any more, anymore, can't take it anymore. 
gotta get away from this stone cold floor 
 
crazy, stone cold crazy 
 
walking down the street, shooting people that i meet, full loaded tommy 
gun. 
here come the deputy, try fuckin' gittin' me, gotta get up and run 
they got the sirens lose, i'm running out of juice.  they're gonna put me 
in a cell 
if i can't go to heaven, let me go to hell. 
 
crazy, stone cold crazy 
				

Killing Joke's song

motives changing  
day to day  
the fire increases  
masks decay  
i look at the river  
white foam floats down  
the body's poisoned  
got to sit tight  
 
the wait  
the wait  
the wait  
the wait  
 
after awakening  
the silence grows  
the screams subside  
distortion shows  
mutant thoughts  
of bad mouthed news  
just another birth  
of distorted views  
 
the wait  
the wait  
the wait  
the wait