Justin Sane - Cassette Deck, Road Trip, Grand Canyon Lyrics
I heard the cryout as the car came to a stopA mix of panic then relieveOn the edge of the Grand CanyonTen seconds later still sitting frozenWe burst out into *****ing killer laughterI couldn't catch my breath foreverAnd then it hit meHey can you play that tape back?I-I-I can't believe that it was rollin'Listen to the sound of our commentaryThen wicked yelling out, screeching wheels, silence, howls...OhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhThat three week road trip was a road trip and a half - maybe moreCaptured on one roll of film, out of focus pictures boreEvery national monument, every tourist trapAcross the 48 states that fell within' our pathAnd then it hit meHey can you play that tape back?I-I-I can't believe that it was rollin'Listen to the sound of your commentaryLaughing old man please shut upI've heard way more than enoughOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhBy my count it all ended, 17 cassette tapes laterStupid brain dead observationsYes, we were much too cleverTo know that we were having the time of our livesNow years later listening to those cassettes drives me to cryAnd then it hit meHey can you play that tape backI-I-I can't believe that it was rollin'Listen to the sound of our commentaryRecording our lives ourselvesI'm glad I have them now...