Brucie dreams, life's a highway, too many roads bypass my way   Or they never begin, innocence coming to grief   At the hands of life, stinkin' car thief, that's my concept of sin   Does heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon?      But look at us now, quit driving   Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls   Just look at us now, start counting   What adds up the way it did when we were young   Just look at us now, quit driving   Some things hurt much more than cars and girls      Life's a drive through a dust bowl, what's it do, do to a young soul?   We are deeply concerned, someone stops for directions   Something responds deep in our engines, we have all been burned   Will heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon?      Look at us now, quit driving   Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.   Just look at us now, start counting   What adds up the way it did when we were young   Look at us now, quit driving   Some things hurt much more than cars and girls      Little boy got a hot rod, thinks it makes him some kind of new God   Well this is one race he won't win, life's no cruise with a cool chick   Too many folks feelin' car sick, but it never pulls in   Brucie's thoughts, pretty streamers, guess this world needs its dreamers   May they never wake up, alright      Look at us now, quit driving   Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls   Just look at us now, start counting   What adds up the way it did when we were young   Just look at us now, quit driving   Some things hurt much more than cars and girls      Just look at us now, quit driving   Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls   Look at us now, start counting   What adds up the way it did when we were young   Look at us now, quit driving   Some things hurt much more than cars and girls