Rowdy road people, they stop and go
Not long enough to say hello
They more or less take over their immediate surroundings
Rowdy road people, stinking up their ugly vehicle
Lids low, concentrating on the gas needle
Another tank full
Hanging on a hefty cloud of promises and hope
Their legendary six moon salute through the window
A freak peep show
A clear display of that subtil
North of the border way
Hey hey, hey hey
They won't stay more than a day
But still, you can't forget the face
Of these J. Master Gonads
Yeah yeah
Rowdy road people, despite what they say
Will scarf down any liquids that hit their way
Ordinary people hope to God their kids won't be this way
Ordinary people hope to God their kids won't be this way
Oooooh, be this way
Living free, rid of doubt, loading in and out
Can't say the pay is great, but the boss is always out
Permanently out
A clear display of that subtil
North of the border way