Keep your eyes on the road I'm the Glass Passenger
And I sing for a traveling band.
Where I'll be tommorrow
Guess God only knows
It seems that there's science at hand
But I'll finish the shows when I land
And New England turned grey
Found the old TLA
From the lens in my Polaroid camera
The label looked proud
The New York show sold out
I noticed a change in the weather
It's getting cold, could you hand me my sweater
So keep your eyes on the road I'm the Glass Passenger
I've return to scene of crime
With my bus and my band I am taking a stand
So sing with me just one more time
These lyrics are horrible.
Keep your eyes on the road I'm the Glass Passenger And I sing for a traveling band. Where I'll be tommorrow Guess God only knows It seems that there's science at hand But I'll finish the shows when I land
And New England turned grey Found the old TLA From the lens in my Polaroid camera The label looked proud The New York show sold out I noticed a change in the weather It's getting cold, could you hand me my sweater
So keep your eyes on the road I'm the Glass Passenger I've return to scene of crime With my bus and my band I am taking a stand So sing with me just one more time