(alexander/naydock) Dreamed a misfit came a calling days at a time A malcontent from the look alike ball and she was mine She said, "take all preconceptions, tie 'em if you have to with a bow Leave 'em proud and prominent in the middle of the busiest road" A stripper picked me up one night down at the "hideaway j**el" She just wanted breakfast talk, she was working her way through school Talked about her boyfriend and her second full semester overload She said, "some days i feel like i've been thrown in to the middle of the busiest road" And i'm riding, only riding A wreck out on the interstate and i got out to look Flares, blood and ca**ette tapes, broken gla** by a trivia book Trooper said she never felt a thing as far as real trauma goes Two strangers hold a requiem in the middle of the busiest road And i'm riding, only riding, yeah i'm riding I'm gonna start a talk show on a local am station One in danger of going dark and i'll pay 'em compensation Five thousand watts of power freeing tales of happenstance untold Eventually i'll be toll free to the dwellers of the busiest road And i'm riding, only riding, yeah i'm riding, only riding