It’s 6 am when I wake and get into my car
When I’m in my car, I can travel any far
But there’s no safe place where I can go, where I can stay
So I’ll keep driving all night long, everyday

Riding like a zombie
I’m getting far everytime
Riding like a zombie
And getting far, everyday

Flying cows, mushroom trees, everything seems so strange
The foxy ladies on the road seem to be no age
I need to stop my car ’cause I’m going out of range
And I’ve played with Robert Plant and Jimmy Page

Riding like a zombie
I’m getting far everytime
Riding like a zombie
And getting far, everyday

Riding like a zombie
I’m getting far everytime (and every night)
Riding like a zombie
And getting far, everyday