Back In The Van - The Night Game

Been on vacation, living in the sun

But I’m all alone at night when the vampires come

Car seat is burning, heading to the gym

I tried to love this place but I feel nothing

Cause my home is at a quick stop off route 35

I miss the diners, I miss the bars

I miss the shithole dives and the passing cars

I miss the hotels, I miss the smell

Tell the Corvette dealer he can go to hell

Cause my home is in the back of an Econoline tonight

I’m getting back in the van

I’m heading out on the highway

I’m getting back in the van

And it feels just like the old days, old days

I guess that I’m looking for something you won’t understand

So I’m getting back in the van

I don’t need no address, don’t need no phone

Don’t need my name on a guest list where I wanna go

City to city, from town to town

I got my feet on the dashboard and the windows down

My home is in between the white and yellow lines tonight

I’m getting back in the van (back in the van)

I’m heading out on the highway

I’m getting back in the van (back in the van)

And it feels like the old days, the old days

And I guess that I’m looking for something you won’t understand

So I’m getting back in the van

I’m getting back in the van (back in the van)

I’m heading out on the highway

I’m getting back in the van (back in the van)

And it feels like the old days, the old days

And I guess that I’m looking for something that you won’t understand

Back in the van (back in the van)

(Back in the van)