I hitched a ride with a vending machine repairman He said he's been down this road more than twice He was high on intellectualism I've never been there, but the brochure looks nice Jump-in, let's go Lay-back, enjoy the show Everybody gets high, everybody gets low These are the days when anything goes Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer to feelin' fine He's got a daughter he calls Easter She was born on a Tuesday night I'm just wondering why I feel so all-alone Why I'm a stranger in my own life Jump-in, let's go Lay-back, enjoy the show Everybody gets high, everybody gets low These are the days when anything goes Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer to feelin' fine I been swimmin' in a sea of anarchy I been livin' on coffee 'n nicotine I been wondrin' if all the things I've seen were ever real Were ever, really, happening (were ever, really, happening) Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer to feelin' fine (Everyday is a winding road) (Everyday is a winding road) (Everyday is a winding road)