I'm on the road now Without a sound We look it over You gotta leave them To go their way They're coming 'round In younger hills oh A modern boy A yellow truck comes And knocks him cold He's taken over Caught up with time A hundred people, left ninety nine They're coming 'round We're out of time They've broken him for his own good And told him things they never should And sent him home again They're coming 'round We're out of time They're coming 'round We're out of time A hundred people All lost and found A Yellow Truck Comes To know 'em out They're all around them And cannot see