I hitched a ride with a vending machine repairman
He said he's been down this road more than twice
He was high on intellectualism
I've never been there, but the brochure looks nice

Jump-in, let's go
Lay-back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer to feelin' fine

He's got a daughter he calls Easter
She was born on a Tuesday night
I'm just wondering why I feel so all-alone
Why I'm a stranger in my own life

Jump-in, let's go
Lay-back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer to feelin' fine

I been swimmin' in a sea of anarchy
I been livin' on coffee 'n nicotine
I been wondrin' if all the things I've seen were ever real
Were ever, really, happening (were ever, really, happening)

Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a winding road, I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign, I get a little bit closer to feelin' fine

(Everyday is a winding road)
(Everyday is a winding road)
(Everyday is a winding road)