leaning in your corner like a candidate for wax.
sidewalk social scientist don’t get no satisfaction from your cigarette.
it’s ten to ten.
time is running out.
take me down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.
we can run.
today can last another million years.
today could be the end of me.
it’s 11:59 and i want to stay alive.

pumping like a fugitive in cover from the night.
take it down the freeway like a bullet to the ocean.
wait until the morning, take tomorrow by the hand.
take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.

we can run.
today can last another million years.
today could be the end of me.