作曲 : Chad Kroeger/Mike Kroeger/Jeff Johnson/Simon Clow

Same old, same town

Going nowhere

Need a brand new view in front of me

Don't need no map, no need to pack and no can much if we come back

Sitting still just wasn't meant for me

Some folks just go straight and narrow

Turns out that life ain't right for me

Cause every time we cross state lines, the grass we find on the other side

Always seems to price star past green (hey!)

Well it's high time

You and I got rollin'

Some place else we just gotta be

That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen

Looked like hell but felt like home to me

Strummin' someday on the dashboard

Purple haze makes it hard to see

Two rearview dice, three brands of mine, and four pastries by rolling right

Taste of inspiration's all we need (hey!)

Well it's high time

You and I got rollin' (like a rolling stone)

Some place else we just gotta be

That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen

Looked like hell but felt like home to me

Eagles got us down in California

Beach Boys got us surfin' on the sea

We got stoned going up to Colorado

Couldn't see the forest for the trees

Better take a picture

Cause baby I can picture that we won't be 'round here for long

? keeps moving on

Stop it up and take it slow

Top it off when we get low

Only way that this could last

If you got asked for grass or gas

Clap in, tap in

Get your groove on

Front seat drums and backseat harmonies

When we drive by your countryside

Stick out your thumb if you need a ride

No one knows just where this road will lead (hey!)

Well it's high time

You and I got rollin' (like a rolling stone)

Some place else we just gotta be

That beat up van I bought you thought was stolen

Looked like hell but felt like home to me (woo!)

Eagles got us down in California

Beach Boys got us surfin' on the sea

We got Rocky Mountain high in Colorado

Couldn't see the forest for th