The Strip

(álbum: Padlock On The Blues - 1999)

A piece of paper got us out to L.A
It was a visa invitation to play
The Bluesbreakers getting on that plane
Leaving England in the pouring rain
January sun is hot, lucky to be on the spot
Come on down and see

The strip was up on Sunset Boulevard
We're at the Whiskey and we're playing hard
After closing time the night was young
Plenty going on to have some fun
Pretty women everywhere making out without a care
Come on down with me

Freedom and love on The Strip
Freedom and love cool and hip
Freedom and love was our goal
Searching for peace in the soul

Disillusionment, the passage of time
Saturated now with violence and crime
We were so innocent to think it would last
All we thought about was having a blast
Everybody had a cause, remembering the way it was

Come on down with me
We had the Whiskey and the Roxy club
We had Gazzari's and the English pub
We had the neon and the cruising cars
We had the record stores and all night bars
Times we'll never see again, I think about it now and then
Come on down with me