Stranded from Mojave Nights by Desert Degenerates

Heading out for a midnight ride
Racing the pale moonlight

We’re stuck in this time machine
I think you know just what I mean

Heading down a desert path
Burnin the fuel fast

Times never on our side
I can feel the changing vibe


The Sun has finally set
Realizing what I meant
another excuse To get stranded with you



Burnin down this same old track
I light a stoge and flick the ash
(With the city in my rear view
No seat belt my arm round you)

A cloud of dust explodes
As our rubber leaves the road
(Open desert flats let us chase down our past)

Top down we breath it in as the
Psilocybin high begins
(Close my eyes and floor the gas, release the wheel and lean on back)

We soar across wide open plains
With nothin left but our own names
(Riding a high under the starlight tonight)


The Sun has finally set
Realizing what I meant
another excuse To get stranded with you


We lost our heading headed for
The place locked in our heads
(No way to find again what we lost on the road tonight)

The tank runs dry
As the sun begins to rise
(Put up the top and steam the windows, crank up the stereo)

Twisted limbs and tangled bodies
Stick to leather seats sweat lodges
(Twisted limbs and tangled bodies as I close my eyes they haunt me)

We lay under the morning sun
Listen to the light
(We saw the sound of silence can’t go back now were stranded

Sun has finally set
Realizing what I meant
another excuse To get stranded with you

• Punk
• booze
• drunk
• puke
• rock
• Las Vegas