On The Beach

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 glass 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...