Freaky guy With the sunrise I jump in my car, and try to follow my thoughts. I feel so strongly inside that I must take to the road. Wherever I go, whatever I see, there\'s nothing that keeps me there. However I want, however I try, I just can stay no longer there. I feel the scornful eyes as they almost close me round. For them I?m (just) a freaky guy who aimlessly fools about. Driving along the roads, I meet many queer coves. I?m glad they cross my path, let me get out of my rut. but? Wherever I go, whatever I see, there\'s nothing that keeps me there. However I want, however I try, I can stay no longer there. As I move from town to town, an idea come to my mind, how to take a longer rest, ? ? cause I am like a rolling stone. Voices in my ears whisper softly to me, when it\'s time to move along, then I easily pack up my kit.