When I was a hitchhiker on the road
I had to count on you
But you needed me to ease the load snd for conversation too
Or did you just drive on through?

You didn't see me in Toronto
When I first tried out some hash
I smoked through a pen and I'd do it again if I only had some cash
If I only had some cash, ooh

Then I tried amphetamines
My head was in a glass
Taped underneath the speedometer wires of my '48 Buick's dash
But I knew that wouldn't last

Then came California
When I first saw open water
In the land of opportunity
I knew I was getting hotter
I knew I was getting hotter

But the neon light and the endless night
They took me by surprise
The doctor gave me Valium but I still couldn't close my eyes
I still couldn't close my eyes

Then came paranoia
And it ran away with me
I couldn't sign my autograph or appear on TV
Or see or be seen

Living in the country
Sounded good to me
Smoking grass with my Chicago lass in the real organic sea
Where everything was green

We had a kid and we split apart
Now I'm living on the road
And a little cocaine goes a long, long way to ease that different load
But that ain't all that I know

I wish I was an Aztec
Or a runner in Peru
I would build such beautiful buildings
To house the chosen few
Like an Inca from Peru