Staring out of me window

Watching the cars go rolling by

My friends are gone

I've got nothing to do

So I sit here patiently

Watching the clock tick so slowly

Gotta get away

Or my brains will explode



Give me something to do

to kill some time

Take me to that place

that I call home

Take away the strains of

being lonely

Take me to the tracks at

Christie Road.



See the hills from afar

Standing on my beat up car

The sun went down and the

night fills the sky

Now I feel like me once again

As the train comes rolling in

Smoked my boredom gone

Slapped my brains up so high



Mother stay out of my way

of that place we go

We'll always seem to find our

way to Christie Road.



If there's one thing

that I need

That makes me feel complete

So I go to Christie Road

It's home...