The Road

There you are, there you are, up again
Sort of life, together and out and together
Again, up all night with a baby and
Trouble me and trouble me, all night
What's the main trouble?
Even when I hope but when I don't hope
Making the road a displeasure in trouble
And old, making money to bring home, missing lots of things
Missions are somewhat suitable now

I suppose, here we go
Permanent on the road
Here we go, here we go
I suppose
I suppose, here we go
Permanent on the road
Here we go, here we go
I, I suppose

I have a little use for the past
Dream and kept up by little memories and stuff
They can't do anything, stop it
I can't figure out, little use, no home for it

I suppose, here we go
Permanent on the road
Here we go, now, here we go
I suppose
Ooh, I suppose, here we go
Permanently on the road
Now, I suppose

I suppose, here we go
Permanent, on the road
Here we go, now I suppose