作曲 : Chad Kroeger/Mike Kroeger/Jeff Johnson/Simon Clow Same old, same town Going nowhere Need a brand new view in front of me Don't need no map, no need to pack and no can much if we come back Sitting still just wasn't meant for me Some folks just go straight and narrow Turns out that life ain't right for me Cause every time we cross state lines, the grass we find on the other side Always seems to price star past green (hey!) Well it's high time You and I got rollin' Some place else we just gotta be That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen Looked like hell but felt like home to me Strummin' someday on the dashboard Purple haze makes it hard to see Two rearview dice, three brands of mine, and four pastries by rolling right Taste of inspiration's all we need (hey!) Well it's high time You and I got rollin' (like a rolling stone) Some place else we just gotta be That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen Looked like hell but felt like home to me Eagles got us down in California Beach Boys got us surfin' on the sea We got stoned going up to Colorado Couldn't see the forest for the trees Better take a picture Cause baby I can picture that we won't be 'round here for long ? keeps moving on Stop it up and take it slow Top it off when we get low Only way that this could last If you got asked for grass or gas Clap in, tap in Get your groove on Front seat drums and backseat harmonies When we drive by your countryside Stick out your thumb if you need a ride No one knows just where this road will lead (hey!) Well it's high time You and I got rollin' (like a rolling stone) Some place else we just gotta be That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen Looked like hell but felt like home to me (woo!) Eagles got us down in California Beach Boys got us surfin' on the sea We got Rocky Mountain high in Colorado Couldn't see the forest for the trees编辑于2022/11/17更新