Speak to me in succinct song lyrics

Oh, put me in coach, I’m ready to play today

All ya gotta do is put your mind to it
Knuckle down, buckle down, do it, do it, do it

Why don’t we do it in the road? Mm
Why don’t we do it in the road? Ah
Why don’t we do it in the road? Mm
Why don’t we do it in the road? Mm
No one will be watching us
Why don’t we do it in the road?

Let’s waste time
Chasing cars

Here in my car, I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It’s the only way to live
In cars

I sit and I pray
In my broken down Chevrolet

'm in love with my car, gotta feel for my automobile,
I’m in love with my car, string back gloves in my automolove!

I got a need for speed
When the cops come all I hear is
Whoopwhoopwhoop

When they kick at your front door
How you gonna come?
With your hands on your head
Or on the trigger of your gun

Paulie caught a bullet, but it only hit his leg
Well, it should have been a better shot, and got him in the head

Well here’s another clue for you all
The walrus was Paul

Ashes and ghosts are all around me
You broke the truth and now you’re fading
Ashes and ghosts, they fill my heart
You’re a fake, yeah, you’re a fraud

I don’t believe in the stars or the planets
Or angels watching from above
But I believe there’s a ghost of a chance
We can find someone to love
(And make it last)

Casper, the friendly ghost,
The friendliest ghost you know!

I ain’t afraid o’ no ghost
I hear it likes the girls
I ain’t afraid o’ no ghost
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yippie yi ohhhhh
Ghost Riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
He’s riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain’t caught 'em yet

All he wanted was a toy
All he needed was a bleeding heart
To lead him through the dark
Boy and the ghost

Poor little ghost boy
It could’ve been a dream
Pray for the setting sun
On all these things we’ve seen

It’s the edge of the world…and all of western civilization
The sun may rise in the East…at least it settled in a final location
It’s understood that Hollywood
Sells Californication

California, a prophet on the burning shore
California, I’ll be knocking on the golden door
Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light
Rising up to paradise, I know I’m gonna shine