| Song | On The Road |
| Artist | Sunset Sons |
| Album | No Bad Days |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Smell smoke, perfume, whisky and wine | |
| And I'll drink down, oh I'm even blind | |
| Before the flesh starts to wrinkle my brain | |
| I love the way the ghosts call my name | |
| Hit a brick street ‘til we pull up too [?] | |
| A massive of thoughts have cleared into few [?] | |
| My hand is pulled right straight through the crowd | |
| Haha, well I'll tell you now | |
| Baby I'll be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain't coming home | |
| Honey, I ain't coming home | |
| I'm gonna be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain't coming home | |
| Baby, don't call my phone | |
| Ain't come home | |
| Ain't come home | |
| I'm gonna be on the road | |
| I'll never leave morning, I'm feeling bad | |
| This two piece chain is driving me mad | |
| Pick up my bag went straight for the door | |
| Forgot to get the girl on the floor | |
| Laughing cross the sign to rain | |
| The formal motive filled with a grain | |
| Stoy and George go rough through the car | |
| Haha, we love going far | |
| Baby I'll be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain't coming home | |
| Honey, I ain't coming home | |
| I'm gonna be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain't coming home | |
| Baby, don't call my phone | |
| Ain't come home | |
| Ain't come home | |
| I'm gonna be on the road | |
| I'm gonna be on the road | |
| I'm gonna be on the road | |
| I'm gonna be on the road | |
| I'm gonna be on the road | |
| I'm gonna be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain't coming home | |
| Baby, don't call my phone | |
| Ain't come home | |
| Ain't come home |
| Smell smoke, perfume, whisky and wine | |
| And I' ll drink down, oh I' m even blind | |
| Before the flesh starts to wrinkle my brain | |
| I love the way the ghosts call my name | |
| Hit a brick street ' til we pull up too ? | |
| A massive of thoughts have cleared into few ? | |
| My hand is pulled right straight through the crowd | |
| Haha, well I' ll tell you now | |
| Baby I' ll be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Baby, don' t call my phone | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' ll never leave morning, I' m feeling bad | |
| This two piece chain is driving me mad | |
| Pick up my bag went straight for the door | |
| Forgot to get the girl on the floor | |
| Laughing cross the sign to rain | |
| The formal motive filled with a grain | |
| Stoy and George go rough through the car | |
| Haha, we love going far | |
| Baby I' ll be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Baby, don' t call my phone | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Baby, don' t call my phone | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| Ain' t come home |
| Smell smoke, perfume, whisky and wine | |
| And I' ll drink down, oh I' m even blind | |
| Before the flesh starts to wrinkle my brain | |
| I love the way the ghosts call my name | |
| Hit a brick street ' til we pull up too ? | |
| A massive of thoughts have cleared into few ? | |
| My hand is pulled right straight through the crowd | |
| Haha, well I' ll tell you now | |
| Baby I' ll be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Baby, don' t call my phone | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' ll never leave morning, I' m feeling bad | |
| This two piece chain is driving me mad | |
| Pick up my bag went straight for the door | |
| Forgot to get the girl on the floor | |
| Laughing cross the sign to rain | |
| The formal motive filled with a grain | |
| Stoy and George go rough through the car | |
| Haha, we love going far | |
| Baby I' ll be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Baby, don' t call my phone | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| I' m gonna be on the road | |
| Honey, I ain' t coming home | |
| Baby, don' t call my phone | |
| Ain' t come home | |
| Ain' t come home |