Flaming Lips - The Golden Age (CD101 version) lyrics

Put your hands on the wheel Let the golden age begin Let the window down Feel the moonlight on your skin The desert wind Cool your aching head The weight of the world Drift away instead Oh, these days hardly get by I don't even try It's a treacherous road With a desolated view There's distant lights But here, they're far and few The sun don't shine Even when it's day Drive all night Just to feel like you're okay Oh, these days, I barely get by I don't even try I don't even try