From 66 To 51

The night is dark and the road is long We're driving again to the next tour show We're dirty and tired but we have to drive To this hidden motel, that we are searching all five Lost on this road, something is happening Is it UFO or just another thing? Are we dreaming? Or is this reality? We are losing our senses, why us? This way is narrower, and looks terrifying We hear voices but we can't understand it The doors close and the degrees fall The whiskey we drink, get a bad taste of glutinous mud Lost on this road, something is happening Is it UFO or just another thing? Are we dreaming? Or is this reality? We are losing our senses, why us? We are not alone, but where the fuck are they? I think we have drunk too much today! 8:00AM, we wake up on this parking lot But how the hell did we get there? And why our fucking old van Is burnt from top to bottom?