we get a little faded, the colors go running out of all our clothes… it’s a better plan by far, to blow off the roof and let in the dark. we don’t need a cure for the weight of the world, cos it’s floating around in the universe. so we better get started… if i were you, i’d let it go.
money, who needs it? let me live my life free and easy. put a toothbrush in my hand and let me be a travellin’ woman… cos i’m a road runner baby, can’t stay in one place too long, i’m a road runner baby.