On The Road, Pt. 1 Lyrics - Incognito

A broken man, bottle in his hand 

Wishes he could stop the voices in his head 

He walked the line, till the line got so fine 

He didn't even know he'd fallen on the other side 

One minute hot, the next you're not 

And the world that you know becomes a stranger tomorrow 

Just like the man with a bottle in his hand 

Who wishes he could stop the voices in his head 

So we travel on the road 

And we don't know where we're coming from 

We travel on the open road 

And we don't know where we're going to 

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I know a man eyes always closed 

Lost in his dreams, where it all came to pass 

Up on a stand, like Dizzy and the band 

Where the beat always drops and the music never stops 

There came a day when he finally awoke 

To find the line broke and his dreams all sailed away 

I know a man, bottle in his hand 

Wishes he could stop the voices in his head 

So we travel on the road 

And we don't know where we're coming from 

We travel on the open road 

And we don't know where we're going to 

Photos 

It's the beat generation, it's BE-AT, 

It's the beat to keep, it's the beat of the heart, 

It's being beat and down in the world, 

And like old time low-down, and like in ancient civilisations, 

The slave boat men rowing galleys' to a beat, 

and servants spinning pottery to a beat 

The faces! 

There's no face to compare with Jack Mingus who's up on the bandstand now 

With a coloured trumpeter who out blows him wild and dizzy 

But Jack's face overlooking all the heads in smoke 

He has a face that looks like everybody you've ever known 

And seen on the street in your time 

Sweet face, hard to describe, sad eyes, cruel lips, expectant gleam 

Swaying to the beat, tall, majestical 

Waiting in front of the drug-store, swaying to the beat