Bigger Better Bombs - Wild Boys of the Road lyrics

Eyes bloodshot when the sun pokes through What're we going to do, I got no clue I'm so fed up yeah, how about you How about you This city's bust, this country's done It feels like years since we hade some fun Nothing left to do but go on the run Nothing left to do I don't want to be stuck in this podunk town Nothing left to do here, I'm just hanging around Going to get up and run my feet right into the ground Won't stop or look back, just go Like some wild boys of the road We've got to go, there's no time to mourn I'm going to run until i'm weary and worn Until my dungarees are ripped and torn We've got to go I'm so fed up about feeling low Nothing left here but misery and woe It's been so long that it's all that I know Nothing left here