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Dirt Road Warrior Video (MV)




Performed By: Rock Despot
Length: 5:16
Written by: Peter Jarecki




Rock Despot - Dirt Road Warrior Lyrics




Parked the van to sleep, the spot looked low-heat
Still a cop knocked on my window
Said, "You gotta keep movin', this
Are-a is residential"

I replied back, "Just because
My home rides on wheels
Doesn't mean you've got to go
And kick us out of here"

He says, "Wait, Iowa plates
You said you're not from the States"
But in just minutes, he says, "Go," convinced
By our debut acting performance

My odo-me-ter hits back to zero
I'm a re-gu-lar dirt road warrior
My odo-me-ter hits back to zero
I'm a re-gu-lar dirt road warrior
Ah, ah

Stuck up for two weeks in Union City
Cheapest Palace Hotel
The van's down the street, in a shop, it needs
Repairs on the motor

Found a nice size bag of blow
Snoopin' through the drawers
Watch back-to-back cable shows
Shoot shit 'till the mornin'

Things feel right when good times find
Their way right into your night
'Specially when hope appears thin
And I seem to be reapin' grim

My odo-me-ter hits back to zero
I'm a re-gu-lar dirt road warrior
My odo-me-ter hits back to zero
I'm a re-gu-lar dirt road warrior

On and on
Miles and miles
To go, whoo

Miles of road ahead, miles of road be-hind
Highways don't have reds, passed the exit sign
Miles of road ahead, miles of road be-hind
Hide behind the sunset, pile up ran-dom up in my mind

So book a trip somewhere that's unfamiliar
You could learn things about
Yourself through compare
And contrast to the
Local habits around

I bet Dave, you didn't know
You could drive this rental
Car so fast in reverse from
The loco, as in mental

Dude who spilled lighter fluid
On our windshield, wanted us dead
Tales of the road are said to be told
As hope for more them to un-fold
Ooh, ah, oh
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Parked the van to sleep, the spot looked low-heat
Still a cop knocked on my window
Said, "You gotta keep movin', this
Are-a is residential"

I replied back, "Just because
My home rides on wheels
Doesn't mean you've got to go
And kick us out of here"

He says, "Wait, Iowa plates
You said you're not from the States"
But in just minutes, he says, "Go," convinced
By our debut acting performance

My odo-me-ter hits back to zero
I'm a re-gu-lar dirt road warrior
My odo-me-ter hits back to zero
I'm a re-gu-lar dirt road warrior
Ah, ah

Stuck up for two weeks in Union City
Cheapest Palace Hotel
The van's down the street, in a shop, it needs
Repairs on the motor

Found a nice size bag of blow
Snoopin' through the drawers
Watch back-to-back cable shows
Shoot shit 'till the mornin'

Things feel right when good times find
Their way right into your night
'Specially when hope appears thin
And I seem to be reapin' grim

My odo-me-ter hits back to zero
I'm a re-gu-lar dirt road warrior
My odo-me-ter hits back to zero
I'm a re-gu-lar dirt road warrior

On and on
Miles and miles
To go, whoo

Miles of road ahead, miles of road be-hind
Highways don't have reds, passed the exit sign
Miles of road ahead, miles of road be-hind
Hide behind the sunset, pile up ran-dom up in my mind

So book a trip somewhere that's unfamiliar
You could learn things about
Yourself through compare
And contrast to the
Local habits around

I bet Dave, you didn't know
You could drive this rental
Car so fast in reverse from
The loco, as in mental

Dude who spilled lighter fluid
On our windshield, wanted us dead
Tales of the road are said to be told
As hope for more them to un-fold
Ooh, ah, oh
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Writer: Peter Jarecki
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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