Staring out of my window
  Watching the cars go rolling by
  My friends are gone
  I've got nothing to do
  So I sit here patiently
  Watching the clock tick so slowly
  Gotta get away
  Or my brains will explode
    Give me something to do to kill some time
  Take me to that place that I call home
  Take away the strains of being lonely
  Take me to the tracks at Christie Road
    See the hills from afar
  Standing on my beat up car
  The sun went down and the night fills the sky
  Now I feel like me once again
  As the train comes rolling in
  Smoked my boredom gone
  Slapped my brains up so high
    Give me something to do to kill some time
  Take me to that place that I call home
  Take away the strains of being lonely
  Take me to the tracks at Christie Road
    Mother stay out of my way of that place we go
  We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road
    Mother stay out of my way of that place we go
  We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road
    If there's one thing that I need
  That makes me feel complete
  So I go to Christie Road
  It's home...