There's a grey old man
Who's checking me out
At the Motel
He says,
"Hey there honey,
You're looking a little tired"
He hands me a twenty
I jump in my Chevy
I'm a damn clique!
I toss that paper out the window,
Turn the dial up to Wilco,
See that sunset and I drive away
Cause we don't need
No money
To put this car
In drive
Cause I've paid my tolls
Gonna free my soul
And free ain't
Something you buy
We don't need
No MONEY!
♪
I pulled up to the station
Just a couple of miles
Out of Flagstaff
The old lady at the counter,
She lookin a little tired
We go on her smoke break
She tells me her heartache...
She's a damn clique!
We throw our smokes to the tar
Then we hop into the car
And I tell her, "it'll be ok!"
Cause We don't need
No MONEY
To put this car
In drive
Cause I've paid my tolls
I'm gonna free my soul
And free ain't something you
Buy
La hooooooo
La hoooooooo
Straight on to the canyon
You'll hear my
Echoing scream
Head north
To Colorado
Where I'll let you go
In the mountain breeze
Find myself
In California
Warm sand
Under my feet
Raise a glass up to the ocean
Here's to you
For showing me
That we don't need no money

We got all the time
Yeah
Now there's an open road
Looking like a miracle
So we don't need
"NO"
We don't need
No money
To put this car
In drive
Cause I've paid my tolls
Gonna free my soul
And free ain't something you
Buy
We don't need no
MONEY!
♪
Nope
No money
Well,
Maybe just a little bit