David Arn - Coastal Highway Lyrics
Convertible Chrysler handling crazyAs we drove on the edge of what existsfrom the dark of the precipiceI was riding hard south on the 101 lost,with Marie of Saint Marie,I need a sure way to pay for my paradise cost,She might be the one for me.Such a hot ride to MexicoAll these horses on the runAnd Marie holding pythons over my headLike a waitress in the sunCoastal highway was hazyConvertible Chrysler handling crazyBoth good and evil hand you an ever growing listYou deserve the one tugging at your wristBass was breaking through the speakers on the radioShe was thinking of her husband,his son who was not as strict,how they played guitar at midnight,the way they loved to pickYou can take it all in a midsize,When angels dance on thimblesAnd I’m a drummer out of work,never nimble with the symbolsI said , “Some infinite mercy might do me”She looked away and plainly saw right through meConviction drifted but with the wind so stiffYou couldn’t coax a gift horse to the cliffBass was breaking through the speakers on the radioThere can never be shelter by nightfallwhen the eighth day has no sunsetI was practicing forgivenessfor guilt that hadn’t shown up yetWe pulled into the borderNo happiness could find usMy dollar was short a quarter,Couldn’t buy the law of Thomas AquinasThey stole from me at gunpointAll maps of my escapeI made a fist, blew the joint,Then backed off from the gateAll border lines became visibleThe Holy Cow said it was still a Brahma BullAnd I didn’t have a prayer to help me existAt the dark of the precipice
