One Flat Tire

Pickup trucks and reefers ganging up in the middle lane
 And I'm stuck on the shoulder trying to get out of the rain
 One flat tire, this river of tail lights and chrome
 One flat tire, another night away from home
 Bernie went to hospital; he said there wasn't much pain
 But I couldn't sleep that night in case he didn't wake again
 One flat tire and a shaky voice on the phone
 One flat tire, another night away from home
 Oh the grand designs of mice and men
 The rats racing in the streets
 As the fumes of ambition fill the air
 Life is a four letter word like love, like hate
 And it's salty on my tongue like blood or tears
 Blood or tears
 When I can't be near you, I pull myself apart
 When I can't get through to you it's like a hole in my heart
 One flat tire, like I'm swallowing a stone
 One flat tire, another night away from home
 One flat tire, another night away from home