Freaky guy
With the sunrise I jump in my car,
and try to follow my thoughts.
I feel so strongly inside
that I must take to the road.
Wherever I go, whatever I see, there's nothing that keeps me there.
However I want, however I try, I just can stay no longer there.
I feel the scornful eyes
as they almost close me round.
For them I’m (just) a freaky guy
who aimlessly fools about.
Driving along the roads,
I meet many queer coves.
I’m glad they cross my path,
let me get out of my rut.
but…
Wherever I go, whatever I see, there's nothing that keeps me there.
However I want, however I try, I can stay no longer there.
As I move from town to town,
an idea come to my mind,
how to take a longer rest, ’
’ cause I am like a rolling stone.
Voices in my ears
whisper softly to me,
when it's time to move along,
then I easily pack up my kit.
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