It's been years, years
Since I called you friend
Look at me, dialing again
On the edge of a town
With beacons, is it light?
It's a dead end street
With no end in sight
And the girls they wanna dance
Shady old man like you
There's a romance
You could shine a red light through
And still try to shake the American blight
On a dead end street
With no end in sight
Down a dead end street
With no end in sight
No end in sight
Guitar Solo
When the elm trees dance on a stormy white
The Bedroom ceilings flicker
You can't help but notice night after night
The days passing quicker
And a sign to warn... it appears to invite
Down a dead end street
With no end in sight
A dead end street
With no end in sight
No end in sight...

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