The Roadblock Lyrics by Stan Ridgway

The Roadblock Lyrics

    News travels fast in a small desert town
    So it wasn't long at all before the word got around
    That a killin' mad car was headed their way
    So the sheriff and the boys were gonna stop 'im out on the highway

    Right where it intersected big black rock
    So it wasn't long at all
    Before the whole town was standin' round
    Hammerin' a nail and buildin' up a pride in a roadblock
    Just hangin' round a roadblock


    The mayor's wife sat in the shade
    And talked her way through a few good lies
    While her husband practiced his acceptance speech
    For a medal from the f.b.i.


    And granny rocked back in her chair and said
    "just what did this man do?"
    While some idiot kids ate dirty
    Sno-cones colored red white and blue
    At the roadblock
    Just hangin' round a roadblock (x3)


    Then the local paper jumped the gun
    And printed the big headline
    Town is saved from killer car
    With roadblock at stateline


    Three miles down the highway in a chevy '69
    Were a pair of crazy eyeballs jumpin' left and right in time
    To an eight-track tape playin' foghat and jethro tull
    And a gasoline-soaked hand shiftin' a little plastic skull


    And on the arm, a blue tattoo that read "i'm a son of a bitch!"
    A map open on the front seat¨c¨cleather, black as pitch
    One foot slammed on the gas¨c¨cno shoe, just an argyle sock
    And that car was screamin' wild down the highway, like lightning
    Toward the roadblock
    Right towards the roadblock


    Then all eyes turned down the highway towards a big cloud of smoke
    And granny went into a mild state of shock and started to choke
    And a boy up in a tree yelled out, "here it come"
    Then twenty men strong aimed and fired point-blank nineteen shotguns


    Well, the next day, the sheriff just tried to stall
    While they buried the body out behind a wall
    The newspaper said "killer still on the lam¨c¨c
    Seems the boys at the roadblock got the wrong man"


    Nobody really knew just who he was
    He was drivin' a camaro with dashboard fuzz
    They all burned a car right there in big black rock
    And no one ever said a word at all again1
    About a roadblock
    Not about a roadblock
    Whooo! about a roadblock
    Not about a roadblock, yeah....
    Not about a roadblock

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