Vomit Express lyrics

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

You can take an ancient vacation

fly over Florida's deep-blue end

rise up out of this mad-house nation

I'm going down with my oldest tender friend

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

We know each other now twenty years,

seen murders, and we wept tears

Now we're gonna take ourselves a little bit of free time

Wandering round the southern poverty clime

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

Start flyin' with all the poor, old, sick ladies

Everybody [in the plane] [drowded] and drunk, and they're crazy

Flyin' home to die in the wobbly air

All night long, they wanted the cheapest fare.

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the old midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

When we're down on the air field, I've never been there,

Except once walkin' around the air field in the great, wet heat,

Walk out, smell that old mother-load of shit from the tropics

Stomach growl [love], oh friends, beware.

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

Me and my friend, no we won't even drink,

And I won't eat meat, I won't fuck around

Gonna walk the streets alone, [cars] will blink and wink

Taxi's, buses and US gas all around.

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

Start [read] poetry at the university, meet kids,

look at their breasts, touch their hands, kiss their heads

seen from the heart, maybe the four buddhist normal truths

"Existence is suffering", it ends when you're dead --

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

Go out, walk up on the mountain, see the green rain

imagine that forest, finds, get lost,

sit cross-legged and meditate on old love pain,

watch every old love turn to gold.

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

See raindrops and the jungle rainbow, dancin' men;

brown legs walk around on the mud road

far from US smog, war, again

Sit down, empty mind, vomit my holy load

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

Come back to earth, walk the streets in sharp

Smoke some grass and eat me some cock

kiss the mouth of the sweetest boy I can see

who shows me his white teeth and brown skin joy

I'm going down to Puerto Rico

I'm going down on the midnight plane

I'm going down on the Vomit Express

I'm going down with my suitcase pain.

• Artist:Bob Dylan
• Album:Holy Soul JellyRoll