Tomorrow’s On Our Side

They can kick me off of Main Street, they can kick me out of town
They can stick me in the locker, they can kick me to the ground
There are things I keep inside me that no man can ever steal
You can try to cut the engine, but you cannot stop the wheels
Because they’re already spinning, they’re already on the track
And if you’re not going forward, then you might as well go back
So let’s drive to the border, let’s drive to the county line
‘cause tomorrow’s coming quickly and tomorrow’s on our side

I’ll hop every single boxcar, I’ll hop every single fence
I was feeling so exhausted in the world of common sense
There’s no feeling like a belly when it’s full of gasoline
They do everything they can to turn you into a machine
So you come when you are called for and you whistle while you work
And I know they call it business, but you know that it’s berserk

Now we’re far from San Francisco, and we’re so far from the stars
And I traded in my future for a little, beat up car
And it took me took to the mountain, it took me to the mountaintop
But I overstayed my welcome, now it’s such a heavy drop
And your ghost was at the bottom and it tried to break my fall
But the ground keeps getting bigger and the sky is getting small