As I ride the motor tide
I look for somewhere
All I see is other faces,
All I find is nowhere
I'll like a place or
Some space that no-one gets up to
She says "town is just a town, full stop."
But what does she know?
 [bad word] a great wave to wash it all away
No piece of glass or chrome remains
 [bad word] that wave again, see how fast it flows
We'll wash this place right down the drain

In the dark a thousand
Cars hiss by my window
steel tide on a asphalt beach
 [bad word] and they go
I hear a beat in the motor seat
That I could die too
She says "town is just a town, full stop."
But what does she know?
 [bad word] a great wave...
 [bad word] that wave again...