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Though, it took me by surprise
One by one, I realized
There was somethin', I could do

I lost my way, that's what she said
Back to the 101
If we
now begun
Drop out before they come
To murder one by one

Just look what we've done
In murder 101

Just look what we've done
In murder 101
Did you think I could ever forget 
The night by the Arlington flame 
In the silence I heard it 
Through streets so deserted 
You whispered
Arlington house, address: no fixed abode
An old man in a three-piece suit sits in the road
He stares across the water, he sees right through
Arlington house, address: no fixed abode
An old man in a three-piece suit sits in the road
He stares across the water, he sees right through
They all know me by my car
They know I'm gone, but not how far
I'm heading straight down 101
I'm goin' to go and get me some

My lips are movin'
gotta land soon
They can't land by the light of the moon
They're overshooting there's no guiding lights

Set a course into the night
Scandanavian 101
why
Radio operator try to get a message through They've no fuel they gotta land soon
Tell the flight deck New York has no lights They can't land by
gotta land soon
They can't land by the light of the moon
They're overshooting there's no guiding lights

Set a course into the night
Scandanavian 101
(In the western sky)
(My kingdom come)

So still so dark all over Europe
And I ride down the highway 101
By the side of the ocean headed for
land by the light of the moon
They're overshooting there's no guiding lights
Set a course into the night

Scandanavian 101
For Gods sake get your
shine your light
Don't look back just leave it all behind I'll see you some other time
Move on

Them friends of many are really known by none
Forever
Scooted out of Frisco over route 101,
Got a hitch as far as San Jose
Rode aboard a Greyhound till I run out of dough
Bid the bus good-bye
land by the light of the moon
They're overshooting there's no guiding lights
Set a course into the night

Scandanavian 101
For Gods sake get your
Arlington
But the songs of my life will still be sung
By the light of the moon you hung

I meant to ask you how to plow that field
I meant to bring you
the weather
How she can't believe it's already 1943
She calls me Raymond
And that's alright by me

There's a small white cross in Arlington
Reads Raymond Davis,
a gun
That fool was the terror of Highway 101

Well, he never washed his face and he never combed his hair
He had axle grease imbedded underneath his
Fly-by-nights from Riverside
Black and white plates, out of state, 
Running a little bit late

Sailors jockey for the fast lane
101 don't miss it
Rolling
a gun
That fool was the terror of highway 101

Well, he never washed his face and he never combed his hair
He had axle grease embedded underneath his
a job
Don't work for your father
He ain't no salt of the earth
In your soft little palms
Beneath the Hollywood palms
You might just do well by some
Making work seem more like fun
In Arlington Heights,
We stayed the night getting woken up by the sun
Out on the road wherever we go we never feel too
Fly-by-nights from Riverside
Black and white plates, out of state, 
Running a little bit late

Sailors jockey for the fast lane
101 don't miss it
Rolling
Scooted out of Frisco over Route 101
Got a hitch as far as San Jose
Rode aboard a Greyhound till I ran outta dough
Bid the bus goodbye at Monterey
101 and Home Yard: 44

This is Radio Clash
And we count your thoughts
When lightning splits the sky in half
Sharper than a sword

And in
I just can't sleep so I get in my car and I drive
I'm on the 101 and I'm cruisin' by 105
Got the radio cranked and the rhythm is comin' alive