• Written By: Richard James
• Lyrics By: Richard James

My mind is a puddle, drainin' in the heat
Why can't I remember what I'm doing in the seat
Now the rules are broken, and time has slipped away
The levee's bursted open and the band begins to play
I'm stuck in constant motion, my eyes can't find the moon
I hear the locust voices say the end is coming soon
Which way is the right way, I've gotta make a plan
I'm lost inside a slab of metal trippin' in a van

And I'm trippin' in a van
Mama don't be mad at me I'm doing the best I can
And I'm on my way to California, gonna get a tan
And I'm trippin' in a van

Dancing rainbows shoot across the windows one by one
The highway's turned into a river, journey's just begun
Navigating aimlessly we cruise toward the shore
Control is just a memory I can't unlock the door

And I'm trippin' in a van
Mama don't be mad at me I'm doing the best I can
And I'm on my way to California via Tokyo, Japan
And I'm trippin' in a van

The voices all have gone away and now I'm all alone
But the wind begins to whisper cheerful happy tones
This must be the way she said you're following the plan
The thing you must remember is you're trippin' in a van

And I'm trippin' in a van
Mama don't be mad at me I'm doing the best I can
And I'm on my way to California via Tokyo, Iran
And I'm trippin' in a van
Oh mama said I'm trippin' in a van
Oh baby said I'm trippin' in a van