Broke back, Henry gotta get awayJack Black, drinkinâ it every dayPitch-black, drivinâ a ChevroletHenry got to make or break awayShacked up, at a Hotel pre-payWoke up, thought about doomsdayBlowinâ up, just like PompeiiHenry never did nothinâ halfwayBlack top, and red light dreamsWhite lines, sweet humminâ machinesGunplay, South-side L.A.Payday, headinâ for the highwayHombres, goinâ down to PadreHenryâs ready to make his breakawayShort stop, road-side caféBackdrop, southern railwayNon-stop, straight thru Santa FeHenry never did nothinâ halfwayHometown, over by the cause waySlowed down, pullinâ off the roadwayShutdown, Henry made it O.K.Henry knows he can make his breakawayKicked back, Henry aint gonna strayLookinâ back, donât miss L.A.Jack Black; getting better every dayHenry, ainât gonna do nothinâ halfway