Down the Road - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

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

But I'm going insane

The kind of freaks that hang out on 42nd Street

They're all pimpin’ 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 thinkin’ '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