Rowdy road people They stop and go Not long enough to say hello They more or less take over their Immediate surroundings Rowdy road people Stinking up their ugly vehicule Lids low, concentrating on the gas needle Another tank full Hanging on a hefty cloud of promises and hope Their legendary six moon salute thru the window A freak peep show A clear display of that subtil north of the border way They won't stay more than a day But still you can't forget the face Of these J Master Gonads Rowdy road people Despite what they say Will scarf down any liquids that hit their way Ordinary people hope to god their kids Won't be this way Be this way Livin' free rid of doubt Loading in and out Can't say the pay is great But the boss is always out Permanently out