Highway 40
Well, America would really be beautiful if it wasn't for the people
People who only want to be taken for a ride
Good people who only want to crucify everything that's holy;
So full of hate, so full of pride
Some people only want to waste your time
By telling you you'll never get far
But when you're lost in the mystery of highway 40
You could tell the cops you're following a star
The good things in your heart are just gonna arouse their suspicions
For them, freedom is the hippy that drives the hearse
And their rule book is never in remission -
When they bless you, watch out - it's just another curse
Some people only want to waste your time
By telling you you'll never get far
But when you're lost in the mystery of highway 40
You could tell the cops you're following a star
Well I don't know much about love, I don't know much about anything
But I know I would rather be a blind man trying to hold you in the dark
Than some Hitler with a Bible and a diamond ring
Well some people only want to waste your time
By telling you you'll never get far
But when you're lost in the mystery of highway 40
You could tell the cops you were following a star
Yeah when you're lost in the mystery of highway 40
You could tell the saints you were following a star
'Cause they don't know what love is
Love is a mystery
Love is a mystery to me