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...