Lyrics

pissing in American Standards
between khakied men and truckers
an army of unwed mothers behind the counters
I was thinking on a third world war
not knowing what I came back for
I would leave if I could find a door
but there is no way out, no way out anymore
sleeping through American Dreams
spending my money on gasoline
rest on alcohol and caffein
it all sounded cooler on TV
then I was saved by a song in the eastern air
saved by a song and I don’t know where it’s from
man it could be anywhere and I don’t care if I’m wrong
and I was saved by a song in the eastern sky
saved by a song and I don’t know why
I waited for so long to try to fly away
tumbleweeds made of trash
getting bigger while they’re rolling past
you know it was never built to last
now we’re nostalgic looking back
on a highway in the sun
on a game that we always won
it’s a shame knowing that it’s done
but wouldn’t it be harder if it just went on and on and on
saved but only for a moment
cause as with every happy end
it can not mean that the story is really over
saved by a song in the eastern air
saved by a song and I don’t know where it’s from
man it could be anywhere and I don’t care if I’m wrong
and I was saved by a song in the eastern sky
saved by a song and I don’t know why
I waited for so long to try to fly away