From the recording Soline

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Written by:
Jon "Captain Ahab" Dryden
Christopher "Preacher Boy" Watkins

(p) PreachSongsMusic/KobaltMusic/BMI

Lyrics

A grandfather clock with broken hands
Is right more often that i am
And every bit of luck i’ve had
Ain’t been nothin’ but bad
Cold-water flat up in the attic
Radio coughin’ up static

So i go drivin’ late at night
Park underneath a streetlight
And i’m in the drivin’ rain
And it’s drivin’ me insane
And i got nowhere to go
So i turn on the radio

And the am station in my station wagon
Is playin’ that big band just the kind i dig, man
And i’m tappin’ my kicks, and i’m lost in the mix
And i’m all in a mist,
And i’m ridin’ with, and i’m riding with bix

I got my window up a crack
And i’m lyin’ on my back
Eyes wide open in the black
The curse of the insomniac
Cold-water flat up in the attic
Radio coughin’ up static

So i go drivin’ late at night
Park underneath a streetlight
And i’m in the drivin’ rain
And it’s drivin’ me insane
And i got nowhere to go
So i turn on the radio

And the am station in my station wagon
Is playin’ that big band just the kind i dig, man
And i’m tappin’ my kicks, and i’m lost in the mix
And i’m all in a mist,
And i’m ridin’ with, and i’m riding with bix