Deadline - On The Road lyrics

Back on the road again No money no food and dirty clothes Don't know which way to go Or if we'll even make the show? Crashed into a petrol pump there goes my insurance lump I just want out of here Someone gives me a f**ing beer [Ref:] TONIGHT, TONIGHT...IT'LL BE ALRIGHT TONIGHT, TONIGHT...I'M GONNA MAKE IT RIGHT SOMEONE GET ME OUT OF HERE Next day we're up again Slept rough yet again Heading into no man's land With a tongue that feels like desert sand 6 stitches from a bicycle ride It's a shame I cannot hide 3 pasta meals per day And a pittance for our f**ing pay but... [Ref] Now we're on our way back home Still no signal on the phone Just wanna eat some grub And have a night out down the pub Here I stare at the van again Everyone is sleeping on everything They all gonna feel the same Homeward bound from where we came cos...