Cadillac drifter, waiting in line
He bought a pack of parliaments on the way outside
A fisherman, reeling in the mad dogs
Looking for a reason to leave the docks
Flip the station
Enough with the storm and the state of our nation
The radio host boasted 'bout Jesus
And the rising smoke
And his serpent tongue
I said, where are you going?
He replied, anywhere's fine
It's better than waiting in line
Drive me to the sunset
Drive me to forget
Drive me by the signs, the crosses and the painted lines
Watch it all fly by
Blue lights highlight the coffee cup
We filled it up with cigarette butts
Sirens screaming at the borderline
Looking for a way to put us inside
He said, where are you going?
I said, anywhere's fine
It's better than waiting in line
Drive me to the sunset
Drive me to forget
Drive me by the signs, the crosses and the painted lines
Watch it all fly by
