Down The Road [live At The Agora Ballroom, Cleveland, Oh] Lyrics - Kansas

I, I'm in a kind of foolish game I try to get rich quick 

But I'm going insane 

The kind of freaks that hang out on 42nd Street 

They're all pimping Judy's and popping speed, well 

It's a game of cat and mouse and I think it's got my soul 

I think it's time for thinking 'bout a time to roll on 

Down the road, so here I go 

Here come Big Mike, I kinda owe him some beans, well 

He must be crazy, I guess that's why he's so mean 

If I tell him I'm leaving, he would sure enough split my gut 

'Cause he knows I sold to a sucker and I owe Big Mike a cut 

But I'll slip him a twenty dollar bill till I get out of town 

When I hit those white lines, I'm gonna be gone like a 

Greyhound down the road, down the road, yeah 

It's a long, long road