Great Alaskan Ninja Lyrics - Silage

It's a hip hop number five 

Leaving our town 

Yes, we cover new ground 

As we head for mile five 

Sixteen motels 

Shaking their heads 

Man, my eyes are getting red 

Guess we sleep in the van 

Just another day of a traveling band 

"Driving across the land, kicking up sand" 

Ten-fifteen on the I-17 

Someone's too much time 

Just leaked on the van 

It's weird on the bridge 

It's weird on the hill 

Yeah, there's always something weird 

Hives me something to tell 

My insides are losing control 

For now, but it's getting better 

Simple, lost, and...