Nobody's road but my own
I chose not to choose one
So the lights are off now
And I don't know when to turn
And I don't know when to quit
There are a million routes
On the road of life
And I can repeat a million stupid metaphors
But I still accept advice from no one
The man in the passenger's side
Tells me things I was thinking
When I was twelve and a half
And when he's not spewing crap
He's yelling at women with their tops down
I guess it's true when I say
That's me, only on another road
I turn on the radio
To songs that make me think
Rarely ever hear Joni anymore
Never even heard John Cale
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