Текст песни State Route 27 (Silver Torches) с переводом

I’ve been driving all night

Out on State Route 27

Slugging on a bottle of wine

From the south hill 7 Eleven

And I got Big Star blaring

Eyes out for cops in the mirror

I turn off my headlights

To get high from the fear

I don’t know where I’m going

Out here the world looks sedate

Cruising down the highway

In my dad’s old Chevrolet

Make my way past the hideout

Where the kids go to get high

Post Rocky Horror Picture Show

Dressed up like Furter’s Golden Boy

I drive over twin bridges

Still love the smell of my street

I’m homesick for a feeling

That won’t quit me or retreat

Someday I think I’ll move back here

Buy a house for dirt cheap

Settle down, grow old and be dug

In the ground next to Dorothy and Pete

Nothing’s the same but this still feels just like home

Nothing’s the same but this still feels just like home

Nothing’s the same but this still feels just like home…

I’ll haunt the bars with Nathan

We’ve been buds since thirteen

He’s still making me laugh

Until I can barely breathe

Someday this weight will be lifted

Someday I’ll finally sleep

Someday I’ll make some sense of it all

In this worn out driver’s seat

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