The Conspiraters - Route 66 | Текст песни

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• The Conspiraters
• Route 66

Road length
Thousands of miles
From Chicago
Through the dust
Runs to coast
Of California
Mother road
Howling for you

On my route 66
On my route 66
On my route66
On my route sixty...

And I will ride to live, live to ride

Cut and run
Want to change
Help me mother
Give me a chance
Expectation
There's a fight
Skin is pale
Tears so dry

Running wild
Sky so low
On the west
Day will come
Down the drain
Pains and fears
Running free
On two wheels

I was stoned and drunk
But still raced down the highway

I'm still breathing,
But between life and death
It was a vision,
Or it was a fairytale
I saw her far away,
I was stunned and stopped
I said hey pretty woman,
Where are you going?
Hey
I am lonely
I said I have a place for you
On my Harley
You sat on my bike
And we have disappeared