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Click hereEnd of October
Rain turns to snow
Cup of strong coffee
Where should I go?
Down the path to Nowhere
Up the hill to Fame
Not all that different
Both about the same.
Grab my old bedroll
Out to the Interstate
Thumb in the breeze
Unsure of my fate,
Cars whiz by indifferent
Truck "No Rider" signs
No one wants to risk
People of my kind.
Then an old Hudson
Big as a boat
Pulls to the verge
And that's all she wrote,
The driver is a Spaceman
On an Interstellar mission
The Hudson runs on caffeine
And nuclear fission.
Clicks on the radio
Elvis in my ears
Accelerates to ninety
Running through the gears,
Pulls the wheel back
Thousand feet and climbing
I think "hot damn"
What great timing.
We speed past Saturn
Uranus, Pluto too
Where we're going
I don't have a clue,
Life is full of mystery
Adventure at your door
When in doubt, my theory
Is always ask for more ...