I'm driving on the highway (I'm on the bus)
I see a Rasta man
I'm standing there on the side of the road (on foot) highway
And keep my thumb out of my hand, yo
I stop on the street
And ask: "Hey, man, where?"
I want (yes?), to chill out, (all clear) to the Frei-High- Feeling of high
I'm already in (where?) (oh yeah!) on the way straight there
Fine, I'll get in there, I'll come with a little bit
Sit down , turn something up, lie back on this trip
And where are you going?
On the Fata Morgana through every panorama to Nirvana and before that to the Dalai Lama
Bridge:
Once around the globe
2 or 3 or 5 times around the world
And if someone has to go to the toilet
Then there is a toilet on the bus,
No reason to stop
Because life is like a big highway,
Let's not think about it for a long time, let's get going
It doesn't matter where we're going and where we'll see for sure
It will always go on
We race through the deserts,
Stepped through fields
Checked the forests,
Discovered bays,
Hiding in deep gorges.
And by the pyramids, there we are Almost stayed, we changed our minds
And climbed into valleys in Korea and visited the Hebrews.
We killed the odometer under Alabama.
When we were in Taiwan, we wanted to drive to Sudan, just We had no plan man and so we came to Japan
And the rowing festival in Budapest, man, that was really awesome.
Smoking blunts with weed from Kingston and cigars from Havana.
So completely high through Mongolia, surfing in Hawaii, there was a lot of stress with the police in Shanghai
That was really crazy, wasn't it?
And then in Madagascar there was a freak from Alaska who makes the best pasta... That's it!
Because life is like a big highway,
Let's not think about it for a long time, just let's go
It doesn't matter where we're going and we'll see where it goes
It'll keep going
Life is like a big highway,
Let's not think about it for a long time, just let's go
It doesn't matter where we're going and where we'll see for sure
It'll keep going br/>All countries conquered, chilled with all peoples, admired every creature, filled with enough input.
And what else should we do now?
Hmm, let's think about it
I'll start hammering
And I start sawing
I feel like dismantling something, sawing it off and putting it back together again
"Hey, what are we building here anyway?"
I'd say a submarine< br/>Absolutely!
Close the hatch and dive,
In the deepest corners of the ocean basins where undiscovered worlds still hide today.
We explore all corners of the lands and seas.
>What would be left? Well, the atmosphere is clear...
So let's build again, screw again, weigh and forge circuit boards, tangled cables, program machines...
And set off to planets, with light-speed rockets, sail with comets to intergalactic fetuses.
We are entering the next dimension.
And there is no end stop because we keep moving
Because life is like a big highway,
Let Don't think about it for long, just let's go
It doesn't matter where we're going and where we'll go for a while
It'll always go on
Life is like a big highway,
Let's Don't think about it for long, just drive off
It doesn't matter where you're going and where you'll see
It will always go on
Life is like a big highway,
Let's not Think for a long time, just drive off
It doesn't matter where you're going and where you'll see
It will always go on
Life is like a big highway

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