A lonely wanderer travels a long forgotten road. Woe be to those that cross his path.
Written by Mike Lance
All rights belong to Mike Lance
Original Lyrics Adapted by Two Silo Complex
Performed by Two Silo Complex
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A familiar, trite scene
The crossroads, barren and swept clean
With no way to take you home
When behold from the far side
There approaches a lone passerby
Who seem's quite strange, all silver and champagne
I feel like Robert Johnson
Way back in nineteen-thirty-somethin'
The sun sets on the plains, and on and on and on they're saying
"I'll only ask you once, and the question's plain
Are you going my way?
Are you going my way?"
"One word will suffice
One way or the other one, that's fine
What's that you said I wish you'd reconsider
I'm from a place you've never seen
I'll show you things that you'd never dream
It can all be yours, just follow me"
"'Cause like I said last time, I'll only ask you once
Are you going my way?
Are you going my way?
Are you going my way?"
Don't take the bait!
Don't take the bait!
Don't take the bait!
Don't take the bait!
"One last chance now, the question's plain"
"Are you going my way?" (Don't take the bait!)
"Are you going my way?" (Don't take the bait!)
"Are you going my way?" (Don't take the bait!)
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