Hwy 1 (Live From Sydney) – Them Crooked Vultures

On the run to Monterey
There no one will know
They’ll become like empty space
Blend into the floor

They’ll catch up, I know they will
We’ll become ghosts on the run
You’re sure you told no one
Confession, it doesn’t matter

What was that I heard you say
Who has seen you there?
Father Mallum was the one
He knows everything

The sun sets on Highway 1
Saturn will devour his son
Ghosts on the run, forever
There’s no hell, there is no heaven

All my confusion, is waving goodbye, all
All my confusion, is waving goodbye, all
All my confusion, is waving goodbye
All my confusion, is waving goodbye

There’s a flash of lightning in the shadow there
Hiding in the city streets
On the wings of Highway 1,
No stopping, no slow
Always, with a flash
Of lightning
Is that real?
That mistake, is that real?
Is that your mistake, is that my mistake, is that real?
Is that real?

The sun sets on Highway 1
Saturn will devour his son
Ghosts on the run forever
There’s no hell, there is no heaven
We must go, come on my brother
Run long before all of the others
Saturn will devour his son
The sun sets on Highway 1

I just wanna, sail away
And fill up empty space
Swallowed whole into the sea
I miss my brothers face