Without really knowing I took all the wrong routes
|
The misguided monster in the Doc Marten boots
|
In the wrong directions against all of the grains
|
Got off at all the wrong stops, back onto all the wrong trains
|
When holy hell just broke loose, to cut it out shut it down
|
There was the substance abuse running rampant through town
|
And when the trouble I had at the back door of the Channel
|
A steady headache and a handful it was
|
|
Too hard to handle - Too hard to handle
|
Time I took a good look at the route that I took
|
|
Without a drop of the sense that God had gave to a stone
|
But in my own self defense well I was not all alone
|
I had the partners and colleagues and the cohorts in crime
|
Heaven sent to me hell bent to be one hell of a time
|
There was a swift sudden shift and way to many went south
|
The deadly God given gift to junkies I kept my mouth shut
|
While I made up my mind I had some choices to make
|
Should I leave Hell far behind me just
|
|
For Heaven's sake - For Heaven's sake
|
I just took a good look at the route that I took
|
|
I took them all, can you recall the concert hall down at the Bradford Ballroom
|
I was tripping pretty hard I had dropped what I had copped down on the Boulevard
|
|
Without suggesting to you the routes I took were never wrong
|
I took a look and still I took and somehow I stays strong
|
And I just stayed on the course with very few deviations
|
One of two situations some other odd altercations
|
And when my days were to dark well I had something to sell
|
I am the carnival barker with some stories to tell
|
There'll be apologies made at every fork and each bend
|
And I'm so that I stayed and I will
|
|
Stay till the end - Stay till the end
|
Glad I took a good look at the route that I took
|
|
Stay till the end - Stay till the end
|
Glad I took a good look at the route that I took
|
|
-----------------
|
The Route That I Took
|
Mighty Mighty Bosstones |