Couldn't see my funny side as far as
I recall and it didn't mean much to me
Carried on messing round and getting lower every day
And then a little while later
looking for a way to get ahead of
all the ups and downs
On the road, back at home,
it didn't matter much to me
Chorus:
Running round every corner,
walk around every street
Running round like a madman,
run yourself off your feet
Walk about like a zombie,
running round like a freak
Running round like a maniac,
flipping out every week
Well I just gotta get away as far as
I can go and as long as I don't see you there
Turn around, look again,
what is it happening to me?
Well am I getting paranoid,
or maybe superstition is making me feel this way
Checking in, checking out,
I seem to do it every day
chorus
Now I've been working on the road as long as
I recall and it's feeling like yesterday
Giggling, travelling,
and getting better every day
Well I was getting paranoid,
or maybe superstition was making me feel this way
Checking in, checking out,
I seem to do it every day
chorus (x2)