ABRAHAM LINCOLN CONTINENTAL
Please take me home to a place where there's always neon burning
And then you can leave me all alone
And I'll sit and watch this soap opera world keep turning
But who cold've remembered about the color of your hair last year
Yes tonight the commuters all lie dreaming about their gray flannel suits
And a typewriter army screarning
All the soldiers are holding their guns real tight
As they name the boys in letters to their mothers
And singles keep swinging all through the night
Disregarding both their health and their alma maters
But lo and behold somebody is crawling
He still thinks he can make it in the underground
And I see that this movie is all sold out
But I guess that's the price of exposing yourself in public
And the days of the stereo Indians end
'Cause a tie is not required anywhere except heaven
And the chrome and the concrete, well they still try to defend
All the morals that still lie East of Eden
And oh how I remember when I was just two feet
And I really felt close to the earth
And I see that calendar goes by up on the screen
And I fear again the old days are here forever
And the fast draw is constantly getting better
And do I have to do this just to eam a high school letter