Woorden: Kyuss. HWY 74.

In the middle of the highway
As you ride down the road
Just get that feeling
It's all so black and bald
And then there's my face
When you're drivin' the desert sand
Well open my hand
Well open up the land

Well everyone now bring your car to me
From the mother of earth to the depth of the sea
Well don't raise any hand for me
When ya need me

In the middle of the highway
As you ride down the road
Just get that feeling
It's all so black and bald
And then there's my face
And a drivin the desert sand
Well open my hand
Well open up the land

Well everyone now bring your car to me
From the mother of earth to the depth of the sea
Well don't raise any hand for me
When ya need me