I'm burning rubber

Down the highway

I'm going 93 mph

There's a lot of traffic

Heading my way

Away from the missile shower



And there's a truck

In the fast lane

And it's blowing its whistle loud

And as he passes me

In the mirror

I see a big black mushroom cloud



We're rolling down the road again

Into history

The last page of history



I said, Hey!

You talking to me

You're blocking the highway

They said

Man, what's the matter with you

I said

I gotta get back to town

And they said

There ain't no town to get back to

What do you mean

What are you saying

What's with all this panic and fear

This is a joke

And they said

Is it?

I thought they were making a video here



We're rolling down the road again

Into history

The last page of history

History

You know it's written in the book

History

We're making television history

History

Take a long last look



So hi baby baby

Bye baby baby

Goodbye baby

Bye bye

Why

Don't cry

It's sad that we're all on

The last page of history

The last page of history now



And all the trucks were full of harmonica players

And the cars were full of organ players

And they all played solo

For the camera



1.2.3.4.

Rolling down the road again

Into history

The last page of history



I'm confused, so confused

What's your problem

You're part of the news

I'm gonna be famous

I'm gonna be rich

You're gonna be one dead

Son of a bitch



'Cos you're wrong

So wrong

You're as wrong as a man can be

This ain't no goddamn special effect

It's the last page of history



We're rolling down the road again

Happy trails to you

Until we meet again



The last page of history