[unstable bob gable]

This work came about from recent life events, and just life in gen'l. I want to give thanks to the bastards who inspired me, and to Bruce Springsteen for his body of work. I call this "Jersey Drive."

Jersey Drive

Pulled the car cover off the AMX
Engine fired on the second try
Now I need to hit the road
For a Jersey drive

Hit the Turnpike
Or maybe the Parkway
To try to find a Jersey girl
Who takes my breath away

Cruise my home town
Where I've seen some better days
Everything I knew is gone
But I guess it never mattered anyway

Try to find America
In the guise of a car show
But all I see is Import crap
How this happened, I'll never know

Hit the highway and look around
But no one looks at me
People caught up in their own little worlds
Outside of their boxes they refuse to see

I roll out the miles
From the top of Jersey, to the shore
And let the emptiness of the miles
Kill me a little more

I've been chasing that Jersey girl
For pretty much all of my life
But she might as well just be a ghost
And that reality cuts like a knife

But the engine keeps on running
And this AMX is all I have in life
So I'll run today into tomorrow
On my Jersey drive.