I was pedal to the metal I was beating up my radio I was conquered 'til I saw an ancient hitchhiker Like an escapee from a rodeo I said 'I'm heading south' He said 'Well that suits me just fine And it don't matter what road I've got to exercise some demons of mine' He said 'I haven't sung a note Since nineteen seventy three Still I can leave it just as long as I like For I know it'd come straight back to me I took my inspiration From Dante's inferno I've got my reservations About the current state of rock n' roll So tell me where are you going? Man you don't wanna know where I've been I've been flogging dead horses And now I'm sick of paying for my sins'