Out Of The Charts - Fastbacks

Tripped upon a wire laid

By nameless men who have no name

Cruising in the passing lane

Passengers will please refrain

Outside, the smell of lightening rain

Tunnels make the mountains plain

So many they don’t have a name

Diesel in the water main

Water in the power main

Well one thing always stays the same

Mosquito coast, lake and train

Return again to where it came