Freeway
down the mountain
to the waterfalls
of yesterday

Freeway
down the mountain
to the asphalt
of your grave.

CAMION

Freeway
down the mountain
to the boulevard
of malaise.

Freeway
down the mountain
to the parking lot
of apathy.

CAMION

Freeway
down the mountain
to the Avenue
D' Champs Elysee'

Screaming
in the fountain
like Marcello
Mastroianni

CAMION

Freeway
to this nameless town
where we wander
and we play

East and west are my only vine
but the north and south are still ok.

Freeway
down the mountain
to the credit cards
of today

Preachers
will be astounded
as the gods bow down and pray

to me