The Hitchhiker by Doors, The
Artist: Doors, The
Album: An American Prayer
Thoughts in time and out of season
The Hitchhiker
Stood by the side of the road
And leveled his thumb
In the calm calculus of reason
Hi. How you doin'? I just got back into town L.A.
I was out on the desert for awhile
Riders on the storm
Yeah. In the middle of it
Riders on the storm
Right...
Into this world we're born
Hey, listen, man, I really got a problem
Into this world we're thrown
When I was out on the desert, ya know
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
I don't know how to tell you
Riders on the storm
but, ah, I killed somebody
There's a killer on the road
No...
His brain is squirming like a toad
It's no big deal, ya know
I don't think anybody will find out about it, but...
take a long holiday
just, ah...
Let your children play
this guy gave me a ride, and ah...
If you give this man a ride
started giving me a lot of trouble
Sweet family will die
and I just couldn't take it, ya know
Killer on the road
And I wasted him
Yeah