Driving south
In the shadow of the swallow
My navigator fell asleep

And now
My hands are feeling hollow
The highway is in hyperjinx

I just wanna get home
So I can kiss your collarbones
I just wanna get home

Make everything alright

Longing for
The friction of the hemp and hood
My stomach begins to ache

Up north
She called me January's dogwood
I told her I could make her shake

I just wanna get home
So I can kiss your collarbones
I just wanna get home
Make everything...

Well there's a girl in Greenville waiting, yet

I just wanna get home
So I can kiss your collarbones
I just wanna get home
Make everything
Alright

The rain keeps pouring
But inside, we’re soaring
The queerest elements
The cure, the alkahest

Come on inside (you smokers)
All the cosmic (showgoers)
Step on inside and get dry for a minute
We’re seeking for your soul, and you know we’re gonna win it

This machine rules (the weather)
Gathers people (together)
So if you’re here, be here, no stalling
And listen dear, lend your ear, cause I’m calling

Hey, gimme yer love
Cause I’ve been working all night
Gimme yer love
At first you shake and then you sway
Gimme yer love
Show me I’m doing alright, alright

This is the last call
Starchild get up off the wall
It’s alright to feel some
It’s alright to feel like someone

Come on baby get (real close up)
Start to feel that (human touch)
Little specter, are you primed for departure
Reaching out wide, and you try even harder

Won’t you let us be your (transformer)
Help you feel a little (bit warmer)
Voltage circulating to all of the circuits
We ain’t gonna stop, we ain’t never gonna quit it

Hey, gimme yer love
Cause I’ve been working all night
Gimme yer love
At first you shake and then you sway
Gimme yer love
Show me I’m doing alright, alright

Oh say, can you hear it?
A radio song or just a long advertisement?
Oh say, can you hear it?
Phrase after phrase
Taking the place of a lyric

Quiet, desperate
Bow and accept
And march!

Oh say, can you feel it?
I ain’t no diva but, baby, I got that spirit

I’m scared no more
Here’s what I stand for

I’m a son of the mountains, man
A hippie-punk from hinterland
Chip on my shoulder running deeper and older
Than any coal mine under my people’s land

And I will fight for equality
I will fight for LGBT
And I will fight against fighting
‘Cause we don’t need another fight going on in the Middle East
I’ll never march!

Well I'm sick of treading water
Gonna make some waves
Holy City livin's
Got me feelin’ depraved

Heads up, now I'm spitting vitriol
Headphones on, music save my soul

Well I'm sick of all the summer
Wanna see some change
Playing at the beach
With Molly and May

Feet on the ground, I'm ready to auscult
Rumbling sound, I'm ready to walk tall

Heading for the hills
The hollow calls my name
Longing for a thrill
Strange or just the same

Well, I heard a million times
That the place is pure

But I have seen the strata
And I'm not so sure

Charm worn down and my bank is broke
Charge off now with some riff raff folk

Heading for the hills
The hollow calls my name
Longing for a thrill
Strange or just the same

Swim, swim, swim, swim

Heading for the hills
The hollow calls my name
Longing for a thrill
Strange or just the same

You can see devils through disciplined eyes
Roll on coaster, step onto the ride
Wonder abides in every sight
To live is to learn, in your own time

Time stands between you and your wishes
It’s the space in the middle that makes us build bridges
To choose your path is to forsake the other trail
To be a master you must learn how to fail

So don’t get too caught up in being lost
To be found sometimes, you have to pay the cost
If you choose to live then choose to find your gift and bring it all

I said now please go make your medicine
You know this world’s in so much need
I said now please go make your medicine
It’s time to rise up and lead
It’s time to rise up and lead, yes
It’s time to rise up and lead

Wait not for permission
Wait not on validation
Wait not on tradition
Go out and seek your salvation!

You have what we need
Now will you please please please
You have what we need
Now will you please please please
Go and make your medicine

Everybody pack up
Splittin' out today
Meet your friends in Pittsburgh

Someone's got a new truck
Someone else has got one, too
Let's get on the highway!

We've got brains in our heads
We've got lungs in our chests
Gonna locomote our limbs

Shakin' & swayin'
Dancin' in the field

Now we got the camp up
Time to meet some friends
Listen to the boom bands

Let me see your chakras
And I'll show you mine
Level like an earthquake

When the night trips and falls
O'er your face, it's written all
Bump it back to the right place