Gig Bag Road

I woke up on the rumble strip
 Now I'm in the passing lane
 We move at a comfortable clip
 Marching in the big parade
 Coming forth to carry me home
 Walking down the gig bag road
 I'm never gonna be pig food
 Oh, looking for a piggyback ride
 Marching in the big parade
 Where the saints choose their sides
 We're drinking the same Koolaid
 Ain't nobody want your soul
 Don't even want your rock and roll
 Looking for a way back home
 Walking down the gig bag road
 An act of mercy is an act of waste
 When you're bleeding through the nose
 I burned the pretty flowers in the sink
 I peeled the petals off the rose
 I woke up on the rumble strip
 Now I'm in the passing lane
 We move at a comfortable clip
 Looking for a way back home
 Looking for a piggyback ride
 Marching in the big parade
 Where the saints choose their sides
 We're drinking the same Koolaid
 Ain't nobody want your soul
 Don't even want your rock and roll
 Looking for a way back home
 Walking down the gig bag road
 Walking down the gig bag road
 Looking for a piggyback ride
 Marching in the big parade
 Where the saints choose their sides
 We're drinking the same Koolaid
 Ain't nobody want your soul
 Don't really want your rock and roll
 Walking down the gig bag road