Rust & Rhythm Rampage

(ahhhh-hahhh) Cracked concrete beneath the heavy tread

Ghostly skeletal towers hanging overhead

Broken glass is glittering like frozen stars

We're driving past the graveyard of abandoned cars

But the engine keeps on humming a forgotten tune (oh-oh-oh) Under the

gaze of a cold white moon

Roll the windows down,

let the wild wind blow

Through the empty streets where the weeds still grow

With the choir of angels singing in the dark

Driving this machine to find a single spark

Rusty rebar reaching out to touch the sky

Cruising past the billboards telling ancient lies

No signs of life but the dashboard light Two hundred horses tearing

through the dead of night

We are the wanderers,

we are the lost (we are the lost) Paying the price and

counting the cost

Roll the windows down,

let the wild wind blow

Through the empty streets where the weeds still grow

With the choir of angels singing in the dark

Driving this machine to find a single spark