Thunder in the sky, with white lightning, two hours to go. Oh yeah, this is where you want to go if you are lonely. Don't cross the bridge. Goodbye California, to hell with James Dean, we got friends in Boston, who know the Raleigh is the place to be. Why go home, when home is an empty box, faceless people, cardboard fucks. Save your thank you's, don't compliment, burn Louisville. Gonz is James Dean of the East. Welcome to the globe, focus on the proof, when you see gold, sit back and smile. Kill the lights, fall asleep, escape time, lethargic, everyone is dead.
