Goin' out east, we don’t have much fun Haven’t got much faith, and I never want some Goin' out east I’m gonna drive my car Like I got someplace to be, gotta get real far Sunrise to sundown Breaks over, shuteye I’ll keep the lights on…

A title wave entertainment All custom to order I forget the times where we all shared hope You wore that record out I hear the needle coming down We’re waiting for the kings to take their crown The stories became a movement The Clash…

Set the domino in motion, raze the land and boil the ocean Slay the sparrow, save the barley, catch as catch can terraforming For the party, made up of the few No exceptions ever made for you We are the masters of the sky and of the fields…

I might be warming up, turn me over But the spinning wheels are stuck, on the shoulder I lost the day In a trade I lost my soul to the devil In a fair enough bargain, it's on the level For the pay While I stare at brakelight eyes…

I’m not the bigger person I’m not the wise old sage I just want to dig my trenches And leave at end of days I’m not your dictionary I’m no Rosetta Stone I’m not your post to lean on It’s true you’re on your own Not gonna wait around…