Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light to chase a feather in the wind, within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight there moves a thread that has no end.
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality.
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day.
Feeling down and dirty, feeling kinda mean, I’ve been from one to another extreme.
Made up my mind to make a new start, going to California with an aching in my heart.
Love in an elevator – livin’ it up while I’m going down.
Ah, can’t you see me standing here? I got my back against the record machine. I ain’t the worst that you’ve seen, ah can’t you see what I mean?
You talk about things that nobody cares, wearing out things that nobody wears. You’re calling my name but I gotta make clear, I can’t say baby where I’ll be in a year.
And would you cry if I told you that I lied? And would you say goodbye, would you let it ride?
I don’t know where I’m going, but I sure know where I’ve been.
Livin’, lovin’ on the run, so far away from you.
I lost myself in a familiar song. I closed my eyes and I slipped away.
Without pretension, this album deserves best 1,000 albums ever project retention.
Just because it’s the end, there’s still plenty of reasons to get the led out.
Wherein I find my appetite for this slice of space blues.
A delicious hamburger of fun early ‘80s rock ‘n roll.
Do I need to finally say it? Do I need to count it down?