These are the (not so great) lyrics that accompany the tune "Plague on Wheels", which there is a link to at the bottom. It is in midi form. The lyrics follow the sax part, after the introduction.

I like to live life free, it's real-ly big with me,
And there is no-thing like the free-dom of the road.
I can drive on home from work, for-get my boss who is a jerk,
When it seems like my head just might ex-plode!
So I get in and drive, be glad that I'm a-live,
And pret-ty soon for-get that some-thing's got to give.
Four hun-dred bucks a pop, the pay-ments ne-ver stop,
But I just can't see a-noth-er way to live!

(Chorus)
Let's take a spin to-day, you can just point the way.
I just don't care the slight-est bit how long or far.
1) We'll see the U S A in my new Che-ro-let
2) Let's make it me and you, the B M W,
3) 'Cuz there's so much to see in my big S U V
Just don't make me get out of my car!

You know I pray each day to be re-deemed a-way
by the glor-y of high-way build-ing de-it-ies
From the pan-hand-lers shil-ling and the dir-ty lit-tle build-ings
Full of lib-'rals and min-oo-or-it-ies.
Now, out here in my 'hood, where it's just grass and woods,
The on-ly peo-ple all 'round here are just like me.
At least I think they are; I'd have to start my car
If I was ev-er gon-na check 'em and see!

(Chorus)

We got each chain big box that sells you beer and socks;
You know they sat-is-fy your each and eve-ry need.
Scat-tered 'round where you can park in an ir-reg-u-lar arc
I think they plant-ed some cee-ment grow-ing seeds.
They kind-a look O K, at least they're far a-way
Aes-thet-ics here are cov-ered well in all the deeds.
But na-ture got get back, the nine-ty foot set-back
Is noth-ing but an ug-ly pi-le of weeds.

(Chorus)