My karma just ran over your dogma
If everything is coming your way
You're facing the wrong lane
Bomb the moon until you're crazy dead.
Got a different kind of true
How many roads must a man walk down
Before he admits he's lost.
And do you really, really drive this way
Bomb the moon until you're crazy dead.
Got a different kind of true.
Well i'm a lovin' the horn baby.
Come-a, come-a, come-a, come on baby
Traffic is giving you trouble?
No light at the end of the tunnel
Due to budget constraints.
Some days you're the dog,
Some days you're the hydrant.
If everything is going your way
You're facing the wrong lane.
Bomb the moon until you're crazy dead.
Got a different kind of true.
Composição: Van Halen / David Lee Roth
