It was just after dark when the truck started down
The hill that leads into Scranton, Pennsylvania
Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas
OMAHA? Well, they oughta know what to do with them hogs out there fer shure.
Oh, how I wish I was in Peoria, Peoria tonight
Oh, how I wish I was in Peoria, Peoria tonight
Oh, you can pick a morning gloria
Right off the sidewalk in Peoria
Oh, how I wish I was in Peoria, Peoria tonight
All the little chicks with the crimson lips go:
Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks.
Livin’ in sin with a safety pin goin’:
Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks, Cleveland Rocks,
And it’s on to South Bend, Indiana
Flat out on the western plains
Rise up over the Rockies down on into California
Out to where but the rocks remain
Talk to me of Mendocino
Closing my eyes I hear the sea
Must I wait, must I follow
Won’t you say “Come with me”
And we don’t need the ladies
Cryin’ 'cause the story’s sad
'Cause the Rocky Mountain way
Is better than the way we had
He climbed cathedral mountains, he saw silver clouds below
He saw everything as far as you can see
And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun
And he lost a friend but kept his memory
Memories light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories of the way we were
We’re playing those mind games together
Pushing the barriers planting seeds
Now you were there last night
And oh were you afraid
Of things we’d come upon
While playing future games
But baby it’s alright and so have faith
Oh yeah, you invent the future that you want to face
Get back to where you once belonged
And now the wheels of heaven stop
You feel the devil’s riding crop
Get ready for the future
It is murder
Heaven can wait,
And all I got is time until the end of time.
I won’t look back,
I won’t look back.
Let the altars shine.
Don’t look back
A new day is breakin’
It’s been too long since I felt this way
I don’t mind where I get taken
The road is callin’
Today is the day
On the road again…i can’t wait to be on the road again
In sixty-nine I was twenty-one and I called the road my own
I don’t know when that road turned into the road I’m on
Running on, running on empty
Running on, running blind
Running on, running into the sun
But I’m running behind
Thought I heard a rumblin’
Calling to my name
Two hundred million guns are loaded
Satan cries “take aim”
Better run through the jungle
Better run through the jungle
Better run through the jungle
Whoa don’t look back to see
The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless, longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what’s right
As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
And when the owls cry in the night
Oh baby, baby when the pines begin to cry
Baby, baby, baby how do you feel?
My name Luca…i live on the 2nd floor