Mystery Spot Lyrics

My baby and I are headed to the pass

Seventy miles an hour we're hauling ass

Jackalopes outside flash ebony eyes

Roll down the window to hear the coyote cries



Says we're real real gone on the roadsign

Hundreds of miles Unlimited time

Frisco Chicago New York why not?

Alaska to Juarez, there's our mystery spot



Can't get no stations we're too far out

Headlights blind then they're miles past

The silent rushing road under the wheel

The dark and the tailights and the silence heal



We got no destination our means is the end

Following our road there's never a dead end

Wind in the face and traveling on the brain

Asphalt dreams keep us in the fast lane