Tall towers wait for the looters, strung along the local commuter
Like graves of a future age unrealized
Those days are long behind you
You won't mind a warm reminder
When the south bound Cardinal rattles out a lullaby

In the car with your cardboard Dylan
Eight o'clock with the top down killing time, oh my
Cutting ties with the cut-rate living
You could rise in a Firebird '85
Rattle on in one long quitting time

Through the haze as days get longer, the feeling grows
and your heart gets stronger
Let the south bound Cardinal rattle you to sleep tonight

He's both a lover and hater, and a front-end loader operator
Let the south bound Cardinal rattle you sleep tonight
But I'm so certain that you'll be feeling better
With your long lean body soaking up the weather
With your back to the leather, never up against the wall