Staring out of my window
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Watching the cars go rolling by
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My friends are gone
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I've got nothing to do
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So I sit here patiently
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Watching the clock tick so slowly
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Gotta get away
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Or my brains will explode
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Give me something to do to kill some time
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Take me to that place that I call home
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Take away the strains of being lonely
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Take me to the tracks at Christie Road
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See the hills from afar
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Standing on my beat up car
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The sun went down and the night fills the sky
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Now I feel like me once again
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As the train comes rolling in
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Smoked my boredom gone
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Slapped my brains up so high
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Give me something to do to kill some time
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Take me to that place that I call home
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Take away the strains of being lonely
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Take me to the tracks at Christie Road
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Mother stay out of my way of that place we go
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We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road
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Mother stay out of my way of that place we go
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We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road
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If there's one thing that I need
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That makes me feel complete
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So I go to Christie Road
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It's home...
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Christie Road
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| Green Day |
