You got me jumpin like a cat strung up on a wire
Waiting for the sandman to put me to sleep
I got a no show take it slow waiting for the whistle blow
No where job on a dead end street
You aint got a minute when the siren sounds
Gotta get movin to the underground
But I gotta woman gonna love me through the night
Slippin and slidin and holding me tight

Well here it comes again another saturday night
Pour another drink I hope I make it home allright
Oh boy oh boy gotta keep headin for the state line
Makin time gotta meet a friend of mine
My old ford runs fine I gotta say
Got a new set of plugs I wish the rain would go away
A hundred u.f.o.s by the holiday inn
I should really go to sleep but baby here I go again

Well take me the hotel no ones there oh well
Whatever happened to news on the radio
Every little place in this little town
Looks like a bomb just leveled to the ground
Drivin through jersey headed for d.c.
Look at all the boarded up factories
All the kings men have a summerhouse in france
But you and me live on the radiation ranch