I'm ragged and I'm tired
I'm shaking 'cause I'm wired
Just finished up the final show
It's really strange to me
I got no place at all to be
Nobody yellin', "Hey, man, it's time to go"
Can't seem to get from A to B
There's no reality but my own
White line fever's running wild
Still a hundred more miles 'til I'm home
And all that I need is just a little more speed
And I'm home
I'm delirious and crazy
My vision's blurred and hazy
And so's my recollection of you
'Cause it's a gypsy occupation
Town to town across the nation
But babe, it's what I gotta do
Just your face is what I'm seein'
'Cause I'm sick and tired of bein' on my own
White line fever's running wild
Still a hundred more miles 'til I'm home
And all that I need is just a little more speed
And I'm home
I'm almost home
I see the sign ahead
It says "A hundred more miles"
