Dark Highway - The Trews

Laid out sunday morning

Trapped inside your bed

The blues came without warning

I crept inside your head

Dope sick, hot head lady

Listless and confused

Baby you ain’t pretty

You sure ain’t front page news

Get off the dark highway

That roads a losers game

If you feel my pain

You dont need it

Get off the dark highway

Tel me whats your story

Traveling gypsy queen

Are you seeking allegory?

By trying the obscene

Hazy observations

Staring at the wall

Crazy conversations

That mean nothing at all

Get off the dark highway

That roads a losers game

If you feel my pain

You dont need it

Get off the dark highway

How long till i get over

How long till i get back

I know your mind ain’t sober

Ive got you pegged

Get off the dark highway

That roads a losers game

If you feel my pain

You dont need it

Get off the dark highway