I was driving, doing nothing on the shores of great Salt Lake

When they put it on the air, I put it in the hammer lane

I soon forgot myself and I forgot about the brake



I forgot about all laws and I forgot about the rain

They were talking on the Nine and all across the Amy band

Across the road, they were turning around and headed south with me



It got so crowded on the road, I started driving in the sand

My head was feeling scared but my heart was feeling free

The desert turned to mud, it seems that everybody heard



Everybody was remembering to forget they had the chills

Then I heard the voices on a broadcast from up on the bird

They were getting interviewed by some good man whose name was Bill



I'm almost there to Vegas, where they're puttin' on a show

They've come so far, I've lived this long

At least I must just go and say, "Hello"