From the big rig double 10" lp
A half hour out on the trail
The pirate ship bailey had hardly set sail
When the finest in law said were outta control,
They cuffed me and threw me in jail
It just doesnt get any better,
There isnt a captain theres only a crew
The storms we weather together,
The places weve been and the things that we do
Well in italy someone stabbed joe
Morale on the ship it had sunk mighty low
Stitches in place he was back on the bass
And we only missed one fishbone show!
And it just doesnt get any better,
There isnt a captain theres only a crew
The storms we weather together,
The places weve been and the things that we do
Trips to, st louis, lawrence, and austin
San diego, atlanta and dont forget boston
We travel and travel and we start to unravel
Chewing up pavement and spittin out gravel
Sometimes the shit hits the fan
And sometimes the shit it gets way out of hand
Sure its berserk but it beats honest work
And its great work to get if you can!
Who knows where were headed next?
Not sure if anyone checked
The only thing I know is wherever we go
We leave the place thoroughly wrecked (2x)
Travel, travel, were starting to unravel
As we travel down the road, wereready to explode
Keep the spirits up with a smile,
As we walk another mile, cause when the journey ends,
Well still be the best of friends