Текст песни Rock and Roll Stew - Traffic
Sitting
in
a
transit
all
night
long
Playing
clubs
and
rocking
right
on
The
road′s
much
too
long
since
I've
been
wasting
my
time
Wish
I
was
home
again
sipping
my
wine
And
I′m
gone,
gone,
gone,
I
don't
care
'Cause
I′m
gone,
gone,
gone
I
don′t
care,
it's
where
I′m
from
I'm
on
the
road
again
LA
to
London
is
a
mighty
long
time
Eight
hours
flying
can
bring
you
down
Sitting
near
a
suit
who′s
a
red-neck
going,
Eyes
are
moving
but
there's
no
life
showing
And
I′m
gone,
gone,
gone,
I
don't
care
'Cause
I′m
gone,
gone,
gone
I
don′t
care,
it's
where
I′m
from
I'm
on
the
road
again
Now
that
I′m
home
again,
things
are
much
better
Biding
my
time
with
my
little
go-getter
No
matter
what
they
say,
no
matter
what
they
do,
Gonna
end
up
in
the
middle
of
that
rock
and
roll
stew
Gone,
gone,
gone...
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