| Song | All the Roads |
| Artist | Pigeon John |
| Album | Encino Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| All the lights shine brighter out in Hollywood | |
| Get her in my Coupe de Ville, yeah, I probably could. | |
| But in the morning when the sun’s up, | |
| She gonna wanna know what’s real. | |
| See, I’ve been known to take a drink or two while out | |
| Doing anything in front of me and pass out. | |
| I come around and wake up slowly, | |
| I already know the deal, what’s real! | |
| Hook: | |
| I’ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
| Racing towards something new. | |
| It don’t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I’ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
| Stood on his shoulders too. | |
| It don’t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I’ve been around the world and fought with the best of them | |
| Saw disciples sing a whole new testament. | |
| I run away and see the same face, | |
| I know that my fate is sealed. | |
| She said, I wanna know the truth, if I’m the only one! | |
| I turn around and lie to her in the morning sun. | |
| But every seed I plant on me, | |
| Is gonna reap an empty field | |
| What’s real! | |
| Hook: | |
| I’ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
| Racing towards something new. | |
| It don’t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I’ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
| Stood on his shoulders too. | |
| It don’t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you, | |
| Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
| I keep on going back | |
| Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
| I keep on going back | |
| Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
| I’ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
| Racing to something new. | |
| It don’t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I’ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
| Stood on his shoulders too. | |
| It don’t matter where your face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. (x3) |
| All the lights shine brighter out in Hollywood | |
| Get her in my Coupe de Ville, yeah, I probably could. | |
| But in the morning when the sun' s up, | |
| She gonna wanna know what' s real. | |
| See, I' ve been known to take a drink or two while out | |
| Doing anything in front of me and pass out. | |
| I come around and wake up slowly, | |
| I already know the deal, what' s real! | |
| Hook: | |
| I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
| Racing towards something new. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
| Stood on his shoulders too. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I' ve been around the world and fought with the best of them | |
| Saw disciples sing a whole new testament. | |
| I run away and see the same face, | |
| I know that my fate is sealed. | |
| She said, I wanna know the truth, if I' m the only one! | |
| I turn around and lie to her in the morning sun. | |
| But every seed I plant on me, | |
| Is gonna reap an empty field | |
| What' s real! | |
| Hook: | |
| I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
| Racing towards something new. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
| Stood on his shoulders too. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you, | |
| Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
| I keep on going back | |
| Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
| I keep on going back | |
| Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
| I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
| Racing to something new. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
| Stood on his shoulders too. | |
| It don' t matter where your face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. x3 |
| All the lights shine brighter out in Hollywood | |
| Get her in my Coupe de Ville, yeah, I probably could. | |
| But in the morning when the sun' s up, | |
| She gonna wanna know what' s real. | |
| See, I' ve been known to take a drink or two while out | |
| Doing anything in front of me and pass out. | |
| I come around and wake up slowly, | |
| I already know the deal, what' s real! | |
| Hook: | |
| I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
| Racing towards something new. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
| Stood on his shoulders too. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I' ve been around the world and fought with the best of them | |
| Saw disciples sing a whole new testament. | |
| I run away and see the same face, | |
| I know that my fate is sealed. | |
| She said, I wanna know the truth, if I' m the only one! | |
| I turn around and lie to her in the morning sun. | |
| But every seed I plant on me, | |
| Is gonna reap an empty field | |
| What' s real! | |
| Hook: | |
| I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
| Racing towards something new. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
| Stood on his shoulders too. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you, | |
| Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
| I keep on going back | |
| Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
| I keep on going back | |
| Back to you, back to you, back to you | |
| I' ve been blind and wasted in all different places | |
| Racing to something new. | |
| It don' t matter where you face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. | |
| I' ve been rolled like a boulder into a soldier, | |
| Stood on his shoulders too. | |
| It don' t matter where your face it, | |
| All the roads lead back to you. x3 |