Right On - Mujeres

As a youngster, a hipster with no worries and dreams

Y foun a road that would redempt all my sins

I made friends, enemies and one day talked with jeez

He said hey buddy will you spare me a spliff

Right on, drive my car without north

No way home, home means nothing at all

I don’t know, no better feeling then this

As i look all these years that i’ve lost

From chicago to Los Angeles there’s these people that I met

They understood me as nobody ever did

Mr.Kesey and his parnksters, Allen Gindsberh and me

We opened doors to places you’d never reach

Right on, drive my car without north

No way home, home means nothing at all

I don’t know, no better feeling then this

As i look all these years that i’ve lost

Further keys behind green doors

Trascendental true way home

Space time travelling to new worlds

At the end you understand why the pigs are pink