Tonight I drove that same old roadWhere Jimmy took a rideIn Southern CaliforniaWhere dreams and truth collideWell, they say it happened quicklyA car turned in his pathA mishap on the highwayTwisted steel and broken glassWhen I go, will it be like James Dean?I don't want it that slowNo, no, no, noWhen I go, will it be like James Dean?That's not how I'd like to goYears drag by so slowlySince May Jean took a fallBut mine takes short vacations nowAs she stares at the wallShe spends her days in the hallwaysShe spends her nights near the nurse's deskShe smiles at strange as alwaysA mind-attempted lucidnessOh, yesWhen I goWill it be like James Dean?I don't want to die slowNo, no, noWhen I goWill it be like James Dean?That's not how I'd like to goI'm not talking about no highway crashI'm not talking about no Mercy DeathJust let me meet my maker fastLet that name be like my last breathWhen I go, will it be like James Dean?I don't wanna die slowNo, no, no, noWhen I go, will it be like James Dean?That's the road I'm crossingThat's the road that I'd like to goAnd I'd like to goAnd I'd like to goAnd I'd like to goAnd I'd like to goAnd I'd like to goAnd I'd like to goAnd I'd like to goJimmy took a rideSouthern CaliforniaWhere dreams and truth collide