Roundabout - Tsunami Bomb

1 A.M., the club is closing down.

it’s been a long day

We’re on a great big road trip from coast to coast

The map is in our hands, wave goodbye and off we go Free from normal life

This adventure is our history, we’re out here on our own

Whoa, here we go We’ll never get there, we’ll never get there

If we didn’t, who would care?

6 A.M., the sky is turning light.

Wish I could go home

LA to Salt Lake in one long night

The sun is coming up but my body feels cold inside

What am I doing?

This adventure is our history, we’re out here on our own

Then there are times when

I feel so alone and no one knows who I am Then there are times when

Gabe and Mike and Dom are there to be friends

Then there are times when

The kids we meet mean more to us Than we ever thought they could

Driving all day, driving all night

Mike bought some coffee, Dom got in a fight

Sleeping on the floor, driving through the snow

Sweaty, smoky venues at every single show

El Diablo is our home

Still one question: where did Gabe go?