The pointless thread to jack up the post-o-meter

Hold tight, count to three
Gotta stay close by me
And hold tight, sing and shout
Just ride my round-about
And hold tight, shut your eyes

Feeling down 'n' dirty, feeling kinda mean
I've been from one to another extreme
This time I had a good time, ain't got time to wait
I wanna stick around till I can't see straight

Twenty twenty twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothing to do, no where to go o,
I wanna be sedated

When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town
Down around San Antone
And the folks are risin' for another day
'Round about their homes

Two by two and side by side
Love's gonna find you yes it is
You just can't hide
You'll hear it call

The morning sun when it's in your face really shows your age
But that don't worry me none in my eyes you're everything
I laughed at all of your jokes my love you didn't need to coax

Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
In sixty five I was seventeen and running up one on one
I don't know where I'm running now, I'm just running on

If you got that lose, you want to kick them blues, cocaine
When your day is done, and you want to ride on cocaine