ROAD TRIPPED
Keep me posted
Tell me of your trip
Where are you going
With your eyes on your hip
Tell me about the size of the maze
What it is like to be out of phase

Call me collect
From weird telephones
Keep me informed
When collecting bones
Let me know about the edge of the map
Find out why the world is flat

We wanna, we wanna, we wanna see
How you do in the far country
We wanna, we wanna, we wanna see
How you do in the far country

Tell me stories
Of Goblins and Earls
Why the side roads
Are lined with pearly girls
Write me a letter, post it express
Just a little as more is less

We wanna, we wanna, we wanna see
How you do in the far country
We wanna, we wanna, we wanna see
How you do in the far country

We wanna, we wanna, we wanna see
How you do in the far country
We wanna, we wanna, we wanna see
How you do in the far country

Words by Peter Greatorex. Copyright (c) The Dark Brothers 2008.