Whenever I come back, the air on Railroad is making the same sounds
And the shop fronts on Holly are dirty words (asterisks in for the vowels)
We peered through the windows, new bottoms on barstools but the people remain the same
With prices inflating
As if saved from the gallows
There's a bellow of buzzers and the people stop working and they're all so excited (excited)
Pa**ing through unconscious states, when I awoke, I was on the highway
Highway, highway, highway
With your hands on my shoulders, a meaningless movement, a movie script ending
And the patrons are leaving (leaving)
Pa**ing through unconscious states, when I awoke, I was on the highway, highway, highway, highway, highway, highway, highway, highway
And now we all know the words were true
In the sappiest songs (yes, yes)
I'll put them to bed, but they won't sleep, they're shuffling the sheets
They toss and turn (you can't begin to get it back)
Pa**ing through unconscious states, when I awoke, I was on the onset of a later stage
The headlights are beacons on the highway, highway, highway, highway, highway, highway, highway, highway