As I ride the motor tide
I look for somewhere
All I see is other faces,
All I find is nowhere
I'll like a place or
Some space that no-one gets up to
She says "A town is just a town, full stop."
But what does she know?
Here comes a great wave to wash it all away
No piece of gla** or chrome remains
Here comes that wave again, see how fast it flows
We'll wash this place right down the drain
In the dark a thousand
Cars hiss by my window
A steel tide on a asphalt beach
They come and they go
I hear a beat in the motor seat
That I could die too
She says "A town is just a town, full stop."
But what does she know?
Here comes a great wave...
Here comes that wave again...