[Verse 1]
I've been on vacation, living in the sun
I'm all alone at night when the vampires come
Car seat is burning, heading to the gym
I try to love this place but I feel nothing
Cause my home is at the quick stop off route 35
I miss the diners, I miss the bars
I miss the shithole dives, and the passing cars
I miss the hotels, I miss the smell
Tell that corvette dealer he can fuck himself
Cause my home is in the back of an Econoline tonight
[Chorus]
I'm getting back in the van
I'm heading out on the highway
I'm getting back in the van
And it feels just like the old days, old days
I guess that I'm looking for something you won't understand
So I'm getting back in the van
[Verse 2]
I don't need no address, don't need no phone
Don't need my name on a guest list where I wanna go
Cause from city to city, from town to town
I got my feet on the dashboard and the windows down
My home is in between the white and yellow lines tonight
[Chorus]
I'm getting back in the van
I'm heading out on the highway
I'm getting back in the van
And it feels just like the old days, old days
I guess that I'm looking for something you won't understand
So I'm getting back in the van
