like saviours from their crosses While the losers throw their scratch tickets on the ground As the moon shines down on Elvis Presley Boulevard And the tourists trapped
sent We?re on borrowed time And we still owe half the rent For soaking up the sunshine ?Til we?re dead gone We will laugh until we drop Here?s your birthday song
Used to see this old stray dog almost everyday He?d do his deed right by my house and then be on his way One time I brought him some real food and asked
Summer rules the sky tonight His wistful eyes look out of sight Beyond the streets, upon the town That holds his people down And never free Nervously
The biker gang?s asleep now at the midnight motel six And I?m walking to the doughnut shop to get my late night fix I?m halfway across the country
the gas Lord, may our hero make it through This chilly autumn day And they sky all black and blue But he last thing that we saw Ws our hero drive right
their cars And write on the windows their fingerprint hearts. Then they slowly would drive home long after midnight I grew up in a house next to the Drive-In Erected and dreamed in 1953 From
The cops are taking a break down at the coffee shop ?cause all was peace and quiet out on the city block Me and Marie are laughing and we cannot stop
He?s got that ripped down at the bottom, Spills down on the floor bad luck So, It?s that which makes you desperate That which drives you to your knees Makes you steal from
I took off my clothes, threw ?em down to the floor and then I left behind my wallet and walked out my front door I was standing stark naked right there