Highway 1

Dissolve the people inside you

Stir them up in a people stew

Feed it to me with a wooden spoon

Now there’s only me and you.


And Henry Miller says

He’s gonna live again

If only to have a lot more sex

Pass it on, Highway 1.


Take a ride past the old smokestacks

Down the road to a tanbark shack

Go so far that we can’t look back

Come so close now we melt our wax




Run, Highway 1,

hum the wheels of the sun,

Highway 1


Down the trail of those terraced hips

Ride the waves breaking on her lips

Blowing bubbles at the sun

1.2 past oblivion.