Il testo della Running up the highway

Quit my job at the 7-eleven
(incomprehensible) and a glance of heaven
Picked up my six string, began to play, yeah
All your dreams will drift away

All your dreams will come true
Lovely mansion with a pool so blue
A red ferrari and a model for a wife
Oh yes, it looks like i was born for the good life

Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something i cant see
Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something i cant see

A thousand motels waiting to trash
Tv dinners, well, i love that bash
And if you seen eddie, just say
"hi, this partys started so drop on by, oh"

All your dreams will come true
A sunny haven from the inland revenue
(incomprehensible) paris and a chance to dance
Since i signed up ive been living in a trance

Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something i cant see
Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something i cant see, yeah

Im feeling sick like dawn of the dead
Ive got marines marching through my head
John-boy walton, hes so nice
So this is what you call paradise, oh yeah

Now all your dreams will come true
That lovely mansion with a pool so blue
A red ferrari and a model for a wife
Oh yes, it looks like i was born for the good life

Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something i cant see
Running up the highway looking for something
Looking for something i cant see

Come on
(incomprehensible)