I, I'm in a kind of foolish game I try to get rich quick   But I'm going insane   The kind of freaks that hang out on 42nd Street   They're all pimping 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 thinking '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