Well I was on the road of the straight and Narrow and everything was going well But my baby up and left me and now I’m driving on the highway to Hell
Faster and faster I’m spiraling Further and further down I think I’m past the point of no return And I can’t seem to turn myself around
A cloud of darkness is hanging over me And I have no hope for a better tomorrow I know a man ain’t supposed to cry But here I am drowning in my sorrow
Up ahead in the distance I see a neon light I need a place to stop so that I can think I need some food for nourishment and I could use a nice stiff drink
So I pulled into the parking lot to get a Grip on the way that I feel The sign outside says The Grumpy Goat And it’s in A Place Called Shadeville