V1:
MOON SHINING DOWN THROUGH THE PALMS
SHADOWS MOVING ON THE SAND
SOMEBODY WHISPERING THE TWENTY-THIRD PSALM
DUSTY RIFLE IN HIS TREMBELING HAND
SOMEBODY TRYING JUST TO STAY ALIVE
HE'S GOT PROMISES TO KEEP
OVER THE OCEAN IN AMERICA
FAR AWAY AND FAST ASLEEP
REFRAIN 1:
SILENT STARS BLINKING IN THE BLACKNESS OF AN ENDLESS SKY
COLD SILVER SATELILTES, GHOSTLY CARAVANS PASSING BY
GALAXIES UNFOLDING, NEW WORLDS BEING BORN
PILGRIMS AND PRODIGALS CREEPING TOWARD THE DAWN
BUT IT'S A LONG ROAD OUT OF EDEN
V2: MUSIC BLASTING FROM AN SUV,
ON BRIGHT AND SUNNY DAY
ROLLING DOWN THE INTERSTATE,
IN THE GOOD OL U.S..
HAVING LUNCH AT THE PETROLEUM CLUB
SMOKING FINE CIGARS, AND SWAPPING LIES
GIMME NOTHER SLICE OF THAT BARBEQUE BRISKET
GIMME NOTHER PIECE OF THAT PECAN PIE
REFRAIN 2: FREEWAYS FLICKERING, CELL PHONE CHIMING A TUNE
WE'RE RIDING TO UTOPIA,
ROAD MAP SAYS THAT WE'LL BE ARRIVING SOON
CAPTAINS OF THE OLD ORDER CLINGING TO THE REINS
ASSURING US THE ACHES INSIDE ARE ONLY GROWING PAINS
BUT IT'S A LONG ROAD OUT OF EDEN
BRIDGE:
REFRAIN 3:
BACK HOME I WAS SO CERTAIN,
THE PATH WAS VERY CLEAR,
BUT NOW I HAVE TO WONDER,
WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE?
I'M NOT COUNTING ON TOMMOROW
AND I CAN' T TELL WRONG FROM RIGHT
BUT I'D GIVE ANYTHING TO BE THERE IN YOUR ARMS TONIGHT
V3: WEAVING DOWN THE AMERICAN HIGHWAY
THROUGHT THE LITTER, AND THE WRECKAGE, AND THE CULTURAL JUNK
BLOATED WITH ENTITLEMENT, LOADED ON PROPAGANDA
AND NOW WE'RE DRIVING DAZED AND DRUNK
BEEN DOWN THE ROAD TO DAMACUS, THE ROAD TO MANDALAY
MET THE GHOST OF CAESAR ON THE APPIAN HIGHWAY
HE SAID, IT'S HARD TO STOP THE BINGEING, ONCE YOU GET TASTE,
BUT THE ROAD TO EMPIRE IS BLOODY STUPID WASTE
BEHOLD THE BITTEN APPLE, THE POWER OF THE TOOLS
BUT ALL OF THE KNOWELDGE IN THE WORLD IS OF NO USE TO FOOLS
AND IT'S A LONG ROAD, OUT OF EDEN