Tragically Hip - Highway Girl lyrics

[Verse 1]

I rock spots with top-notch communication

On time like a stopwatch while others keep me waiting

Pop lock to a beat box while taking potshots at hard rocks

Who got their glocks cocked and what not

Flocks jock the man in the drop top that cops stop

Yesterday had the block locked, but then he got knocked

Talk chops like the microphones their home

But their ideas, their style and their life is monotone

In a flashback, it's all real instead of abstract

Should have been your own man instead of following the rat pack

Taken this instead of that path, calculate on that math

The writing's on the wall, graff style with cans and fat caps

The wind blows where it wishes, snakes are still viscous

World struggles for riches, rap lyrics still explicit

I kick it with the gifted, but everyone will miss it

They praise the man who built on the sand, but then it shifted

It's fatter than a lipid, we befriended the infinite

The cat who lived it, died, arose and then ascended

But heads still get lifted, they hear it then forget it

But they'll want to change their minds when it's finished

[Verse 2]

FM Radio is D.O. A., B, it's plain to see

It's N'Sync and LFO instead of NKOTB

It's all the same, CC you're A & R ASAP

And tell him MTV really ain't the place to be

See, I did some R & D when most where high on THC

And caught a vision in the form of Run DMC and BDP

Because KRS was the one before VH could get in line

Behind the music, but today it's really the music that's behind

I find T & A on NBC without a question

So I tune into PBS to try to teach my child a lesson

Cats run weapons from Route 66 to the BQE

I push my beliefs over beats in encoded mp3's

I praise G-O-D for the O2 I get to breathe

And for the way he reads my heart and my mind like ESP

While you communicate collectively, still you're all alone

Your world minus the most high is monotone