I was riding down the highway, US 58
When I got a feeling in my chest and my hands began to shake
Oh and then all of a sudden I was paralyzed with fear
I knew the end was coming, i knew the end was near
It said "Head Trip" on the package in a smokey and black font
This ain't the feeling i was looking for
This and the feeling that i want
And the wolves they all howl in my dreams
I can't seem to silence all their constant screams
And I want to go home but I'm bound to be alone
And i sure can't go back to Bowling Green
Well my vision started blurring & my bones began to quake
My muscles started hurting & my head began to ache
I felt like I was in a cartoon falling out the sky
I saw cowboy boots and gnarled tree roots, i knew that I would die
Oh and I warn you this concoction will send you to your grave
You'll fiend & want & scratch & itch your soul becomes a slave
And the wolves they all howl in my dreams
I can't seem to silence all their constant screams
And I want to go home but I'm bound to be alone
And i sure can't go back to Bowling Green
When I finally got home, that thumping in my chest
I said palpation, confrontation my mind was such a mess
Oh and the walls they took to wiggling, the floor began to squirm
My spine was oh so limber lord i felt jump like a worm
And i said happy happy happy shaman you know that's what i am
And I won't go on this trip no more, no never again
And the wolves they all howl in my dreams
I can't seem to silence all their constant screams
And I want to go home but I'm bound to be alone
And i sure can't go back to Bowling Green