Текст: Kula Shaker. K. 303.

I?m just, I?m just, I?m just a man stuck pushing some wheel
Moving on and down the road to the 303,
In the land of summer sun we have just begun
Riding out with my friends in a Mercedes Benz.

You can find your way home on the 303
Let yourself go on the 303,
On the 303.

Well, hard times, well all I know is that...Dark times?
Gotta let it go because I got my friend
And I love my friends, got my friends, yeah right to the end
Round the bend, all together now.

I?ve got to, got to, get to some place I?ve not seen
Headless guru in the night show me what you mean!
In the land of summer sun we have just begun
Perfect picture card scene, changing all that has been.

You can find your way home on the 303
You can let somebody know on the 303,
On the 303.

Well, hard times, well all I know is that...Dark times?
Gotta let it go because I got my stash
And I love my hash, yeah got my stash
Think I?ll grow myself a big ol? hairy moustache.

Oh, you can find your way home on the 303
You can let somebody know on the 303,
On the 303.