Green mist clings to the pine.
Walk the jagged white line.
Steel bones rust in the heat.
Broken glass on the street.
Watch the gauge, check the oil.
Old world blood starts to boil.
Take me back to the coast.
Where the ruins haunt most.
Pay the toll in gold coin.
Where the dead roads all join.
Vault doors heavy and cold.
Stories better untold.
Rad-roaches crawl on the wall.
Watch the great empire fall.
Watch the gauge, check the oil.
Old world blood starts to boil.
Take me back to the coast.
Where the ruins haunt most.
Pay the toll in gold coin.
Where the dead roads all join.
Cranberries sweet on the vine.
Sip the radioactive wine.
Screaming ghouls in the night.
Wait for the morning light.
Take me back to the coast.
Where the ruins haunt most.
Pay the toll in gold coin.
Where the dead roads all join.
Miles of salt and dry sand.
Searching for any land.
Copper wires in a heap.
Promises we couldn't keep.
Take me back to the coast.
Where the ruins haunt most.
Pay the toll in gold coin.
Where the dead roads all join.
Empty shells in the rain.
Wash away all the pain.
Tire treads carve the clay.
Drive until the end of day.
Take me back to the coast.
Where the ruins haunt most.
Pay the toll in gold coin.
Where the dead roads all join.
End of line, fare is paid.
In the ruins we stayed.
