Shockwave Rider

I'm the one on whom this life can't make too much impact

Ressurection City with the August heat and I'm laid out on my back

Some crouching low in abandoned rows and some got to run a machine

And there are some that will die when they realize that the force is the Nazarene

[He's waitin' on a star, waitin' on a phone call

Said it's time for the phone to ring

Doubtin' the star, time's just slippin' away]

Pulled in on empty, exit 22

The gas station was blocked off with burned out cars and I didn't know what to do

The gas station was on the tribal lands, operating tax exempt

Now the owners refused to give the Cheif his due so the tribe got a little upset

So anyways, about a quarter mile, I notice an Exxon sign

I filled my tank, told the cashier "thanks," and I moved on down the line.

[Telephone rang, made his day

Don't worry if I'm not here, just hold out tonight

And let time do it's thang]

Shockwave Rider

I recieved a message, I knew it was from Fuk Ching

The waxen seal clearly had been stamped by his gold medallion ring

I could not read the letter through the tears that filled my eyes

And then I knew if I tried to run, I never never could survive.

[I though Lethal Weapon was safe]

Have you heard about the Miami Boys, a buncha kids I used to see

When I lived up on Belmont Street tryin' to get high for free

The Miami Boys were just 8 years old back in '91

I remember one dope-sick afternoon when me and Matt sold them a gun

They asked "Does it got any bodies on it?", and I said "What the fuck is that?"

Man I still don't remember how much money we got, but I know we spent it fast