On The Open Road

Goofy: Do ya need a break from modern living?
Do ya long to shed your weary load?
If your nerves are raw and your brain is fried
Just grab a friend and take a ride
Together upon the Open Road
Come on, Maxie!
Max: All in all, I’d rather have detention
All in all, id rather eat a toad
And the old man drives like such a klutz
That im about to hurl my guts
Directly upon the Open Road
Goofy: There’s nothing that can upset me
Because now we’re on our way
Our trusty map will guide us straight and through
Max: Roxanne, please don’t forget me
I will return some day
Though I may be in traction when I do
(Lines in this verse overlap)
Goofy: Me and Max relaxing like the old days
Max: This is worse than dragon breath and acne
Goofy: In a buddy buddy kinda mood
Max: I’m so mad i think i may explode
Goofy: When I see that highway I could cry
Max: You know, that’s funny! So could I
Both: Together upon the open road
Cowgirls: Howdy boys!
Is this the way to Nashville?
Truck Driver: Watch it, Mack! or you’ll be getting towed
Prisoner: I’m in no hurry to arrive
Because ill be turning 65
The next time I sees the open road
Small Man: Just a week of rest and relaxation
Large woman: Oh yeah!
Small Man: And the odd romantic episode
Max: Very odd!
Mickey: Its Californ-i-a or bust
Old Lady: Look out you dirtbags, eat my dust
From now on, I own the open road
Goofy: Just me and little Maxie
My pipsqueak pioneer
Nuns: They’re partners forever westward ho! (yee haw!)
Max: Could someone call a taxi
And get me out of here
To Beverly Hills 90 210
All Except Max: Oh every day’s another new adventure
Every mile’s another new zip code
And the cares we have are gone for good
Max: And id go with them if I could
All Except Max: I got no strings on me
Im feeling fancy free
How wonderful to be
On the Open Road!