I am the public highway, baby I'm no place for pretence or protocol I could take you By way of a garden city I could run you along The Libido del Sol I am this street now I am the street where you live See me from your window And be a fugitive Back of beyond the horizon I cut and stretch The outer space of open air If there's somewhere You just have to be, babe Oh let me be your thoroughfare I am this street now I am the street where you live See me from your window And be a fugitive There is a pale swamp A glacier Waxy crystal car And the smell of wood smoke Is on the evening breeze And your engine's humming Like a pleasure boat In the distance of the heat Tearing the blossom off the trees We pass by Pere Lachaise And broken fences We pass hospitals In the San Fernando Valley And all of my tricks And turns and inclinations You can't find them in your Rand McNally LIVE NOW - live a thousand other lives LIVE NOW - and learn the secret names of time LIVE NOW - all at once and forever LIVE NOW - and you'll be all mine I am this street now I am the street where you live See me from your window And be a fugitive