Well I'm standing at the edge of the highway
Dirt blowin through the lips of the dawn
One million lonely weekends to follow
Now the heat is on an on an on
In this city where everybody's hungry
Each other's throat is one's favorite meal
Under construction or utter destruction
Please don't count me in
Through you eyes people I can see the poison - through your eyes....
Dirt blowin through the lips of the dawn
One million lonely weekends to follow
Now the heat is on an on an on
In this city where everybody's hungry
Each other's throat is one's favorite meal
Under construction or utter destruction
Please don't count me in
Through you eyes people I can see the poison - through your eyes....