Camion
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