The Remains Of Rock & Roll

It's too long to wait around for everyone to decide
I'm off to the promised land if anyone needs a ride
It's a small car, but we'll fit inside if we leave our bags behind
We'll entertain ourselves just watching the world go by

Is something wrong?
You don't look like you're having fun
The road is long
Gotta let go the things you know

We prefer good love to gold
And the remains of the rock and roll
When the moment is right in the middle of the night
We can all see the way to go

So long to everyone cause they don't know who we are
Tell 'em you're sorry, but you have to break their heart
Sister, you're old enough to take the wheel and drive
Your hands, your heart, your eyes, you made me realize

I hear your car
All of my senses are turned on
Clear all the road
Suddenly after this foggy load

Can't you see me floating forwards, backwards?
Won't you lend a hand to help me out
Hear me on your door step knocking, knocking
Won't you open up and hear me out