Wrong Turn

HEY! THAT WAS OUR EXIT! Mile marker seventy-nine Coffee on the dash, running out of time You said left, I went right Now we're three towns deep on a Saturday night Got no cash, got no plan Just a busted speaker and a stolen tan You keep yelling, "Where the hell are we?" I say, "Shut up, man, just listen to the beat!" ONE! TWO! THREE! GO! WRONG TURN! GOOD NIGHT! EVERYTHING'S WRONG BUT IT FEELS SO RIGHT! WRONG TURN! FULL TILT! TEAR IT DOWN AND BUILD IT UP AGAIN! Left! Right! Left! Right! WHO THE HELL NEEDS A ROAD SIGN? Left! Right! Left! Right! KEEP THAT DAMN THING MOVING! Gas station coffee, two for a buck Guy at the counter says we're out of luck Road's been closed since half past ten Guess we're going round the mountain again You start laughing, I start too Nothing better on a night like this to do Turn the corner, hit the hill Whole damn car starts shaking from the thrill! COME ON! COME ON! COME ON! Wrong turn! Wrong turn! Wrong turn! DO IT AGAIN! WRONG TURN! GOOD NIGHT! EVERYTHING'S WRONG BUT IT FEELS SO RIGHT! WRONG TURN! FULL TILT! TEAR IT DOWN AND BUILD IT UP AGAIN! NEXT EXIT!