the sun is setting still 200 miles to go my mind is clear as my eyes stare at the road a sleeping bag on a strangers floor can't get no sleep, like every night before a sweaty handshake and a brief good bye i know how, but I just cant remember why can barely hear your miss you on the phone I tell you what: we're never going home! from east to west, north and back from east to west nation borders just lines on a map just look ahead cause you cant go back my hand is shaking as Im trying to stay awake this 4 wheeled steel pig will be my grave we can sleep in december or when we're finally dead cause there is nothing to remember it's what lies ahead we live on beatdown and gasoline it's a long way back to berlin the sun is setting still 200 miles to go my mind is clear as my eyes stare at the road a sleeping bag on a strangers floor can't get no sleep, like every night before a sweaty handshake and a brief good bye i know how, but I just cant remember why we live on coffee and gasoline its a long way back to berlin!