The Golden Age Lyrics by Beck

The Golden Age Lyrics

    Put your hands on the wheel
    Let the golden age begin
    Let the window down
    Feel the moonlight on your skin
    Let the desert wind
    Cool your aching head
    Let the weight of the world
    Drift away instead

    These day I barely get by
    I don't even try

    It's a treacherous road
    With a desolated view
    There's distant lights
    But here they're far and few
    And the sun don't shine
    Even when its day
    You gotta drive all night
    Just to feel like you're ok

    These days I barely get by
    I don't even try

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