workaholic, what it be?. heard, you're workin' eleven days a week. i used to know just where you're coming from. i used to know but with that i'm done.
I was on my way to Daytona, I had my race gear in my pack,. When a stranger pulled up beside me in a stock car, painted black.. He was dressed like a NASCAR driver, moustache with mirrored eyes..
Destroy our future. Each breath last. Now the final dye is cast. . From within destroy and ruin. Guaranteed to seal our doom. The truth we choose to never face.
You got a grip on the American Dream. Your hands are empty but that's not what you see. Your pockets are empty and the landlords here. You spent your money on piss warm beer.
I'm on a long sojourn. I'm sitting here shedding my skin. Don't know about inside, ugly on the outside. They're all messing with me for the shape I'm in.
Well he came to town with a strong pull. Would flash his moves for the worshipful. The shoulder moves from side to side. Go over your head and dot your eyes.
Spread out now Rosie, doctor come cut loose her mama's reins. You know playin' blind man's bluff is a little baby's game. You pick up little dynamite, I'll pick up little gun.
Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain. Telling me just what a fool I've been. I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain. And let me be alone again.
Played your games for the very last time with me. And very soon you'll see, I'm gonna get my revenge. Boy, this is the last time that you'll ever mess with me.
Well come all you children give a listen to me let me tell you bout a new boogie beat. There's no hesitation it's sweepin' the nation. It's the Rhumba Boogie down the South American way.
Hmm, red sails in the sunset. Way out on the sea. Oh, carry my loved one home. Safely to me. . He sailed at the dawning all day. I've been blue. Red sails in the sunset.
Slowly bleeding, watch the vortex feeding. Like a swirling vulture on your face. Every hour the unseen rays devour. Your screaming eyes cry out but they are blind.
Break the bread and drink the wine. Seize the chalice, suck the poison vine. There is frost in every sunbeam. Water flows from the earth to sky. . Looking down on every rose.
A 100 years of toil and pain. To pull a stone upright again. Uproot from its mountain home. Taken to this sacred circle. . Is there a secret in the stone?.
How many lifetimes? How many beginnings?. How many lovers? How many threats?. How many religions to keep us all guessing?. Give me a reason, why? Hell is a reason, why?.
Say goodbye to earth's children. On a sleigh ride to the moon. Blue and white in the distance. Not sorry I'm leaving you. . Now and then the earthrise fills my eyes.
I used to hang out at the Ricochet.. Thursday nights were good, ladies drink for free.. I should have known I was just another victim of a marketing scheme..
Here are some lyrics:. Running on Empty. from Jackson Browne's Running on Empty album. Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels. Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields.