Breakfast in a bottle again
I got my wheat, rye, barley and a mashed up head
A pack of cigarettes as my friends
Back off the wagon it seems again
I stroke my Harley back by your shed
You've been a real fine woman left a note by your bed
It's me against the road once again
Back on to chasing my dreams and sins
Here I go Here I go
Care to meet a rock and roll clown
You really wanna know how it's all going down
Here I go Here I go
Kicking down the doors to your town
You really wanna know how it's all going down
Some folks probably figure me dead
I've been a real stone roller don't care much what's been said
Just got this old guitar and my cred
As a real A-holer that works hard for bread
Still make a stony crowd move they head
Then toast the bar til my pain is dead
Here I go Here I go
Care to meet a rock and roll clown
You really wanna know how it's all going down
Here I go Here I go
Kicking down the doors to your town
You really wanna know how it's all going down
You really wanna know how it's all going down
You really wanna know how it's all going down
Down Down Down Down
I love the stench of beer at the end
I watch my guitar smoke then I pack it and grin
Then spy some silhouettes and they friends
I put my fake smile on then I play it and win
They ask if I'm a rock and roll man
No just a stranger looking for friend
A lonely traveler searching for the end
Back on this same road it seems
Yet again
Here I go Here I go
Dare to meet a rock and roll clown
Here I go Here I go
Kicking down the doors to your town