U.S. Drag

(albüm: Spring Session M - 1982)

You can feel it closing in on you but there's not much you can do

It's not a thing you can put your finger on, but you know when it's gone

Endless stream of highways neon roadsigns and telephone lines

A little town somewhere in the mid-west gonna put your patience to the test

It's the U.S. Drag
U.S. Drag
It's the U.S. Drag
There ain't no drag like the U.S. Drag

Music down a windy street, half a glance from strangers you don't wanna meet

Jukebox blaring, stale beat, mixes with gamblers, gangsters boredom and fear in the pale blue TV light

It's the U.S. Drag
U.S. Drag
It's the U.S. Drag
There ain't no drag like the U.S. Drag

An it's closing in on you
It's the U.S. Drag
It's the U.S. Drag
And there's nothing you can do
U.S. Drag
U.S. Drag
It's the U.S. Drag
It's the U.S. Drag