Toe nose farther, access denied
Down by ways freeways of the past
The superhighway to hold us
Only begs your part, so just hold fast
A word in here, free marketeer
Suggests you, hunders, takes your choice
A right to passage,
freight or message
Change your cars to glacier bikes
In protest at the pretty penny Taken for your mortal sins
But darling,
now,
in sweet surrender To our salvo,
better turn right in
Beware the friggin'
Pistol-Tron Who offers spite for modesty
And ends his days like poor John Austin Last man on the Tyburn screen
The palest tale,
the stoutest forter Fortified the heart,
the breast
A weary head,
on either pillow Horse blanket over down to rest
Though we to steal from honest wage Come lie with us,
good kith and kin
But darling,
now,
in sweet surrender To our sorrows,
better turn right in
Drown your sorrows at the turnpike in
Drown your sorrows at the turnpike in
Drown your sorrows at the turnpike in
Drown your sorrows at the turnpike in
Though we to steal from honest wage Come lie with us,
good kith and kin
But darling,
now,
in sweet surrender Drown your sorrows at the turnpike in
Drown your sorrows at the turnpike in
Drown your sorrows at the turnpike in