rollin on some lonesome highway east of omaha you can listen to the engine rollin out as one long song you can think about the woman or the whore you mongered the night before sometimes you can hear em talk other times you can t all the same old cliches is that sage or xaul zan and you ll always feel outnumbered when you go to the scribble jam say here i am on the road again here i am up on the stage here i go i m playing a star again here i go my name is strange when you walk into the restaurant strung out from the road you can feel the eyes upon you as you re shakin off the cold you pretend it doesn t bother you when they ask if they can download uh ah uh uh ah uh ah later in the evening as you lie awake in bed with the echos from the amplifiers ringin in your head you smoke the day s last emcee ridiculing what he said uh ah uh uh ah uh ah uh say here i am on the road again here i am up on the stage here i go i m playing a star again here i go my name is strange i said here i am on the road again here i am i m up on the stage and i say here i go i m playing a star again here i go here i go peace respect we outta here