Coastal Highway Lyrics - David Arn

Coastal highway was hazy 

Convertible Chrysler handling crazy 

As we drove on the edge of what exists 

from the dark of the precipice 

I was riding hard south on the 101 lost, 

with Marie of Saint Marie, 

I need a sure way to pay for my paradise cost, 

She might be the one for me. 

Such a hot ride to Mexico 

All these horses on the run 

And Marie holding pythons over my head 

Like a waitress in the sun 

Coastal highway was hazy 

Convertible Chrysler handling crazy 

Both good and evil hand you an ever growing list 

You deserve the one tugging at your wrist 

Bass was breaking through the speakers on the radio 

She was thinking of her husband, 

his son who was not as strict, 

how they played guitar at midnight, 

the way they loved to pick 

You can take it all in a midsize, 

When angels dance on thimbles 

And I'm a drummer out of work, 

never nimble with the symbols 

I said, "Some infinite mercy might do me" 

She looked away and plainly saw right through me 

Conviction drifted but with the wind so stiff 

You couldn't coax a gift horse to the cliff 

Bass was breaking through the speakers on the radio 

There can never be shelter by nightfall 

when the eighth day has no sunset 

I was practicing forgiveness 

for guilt that hadn't shown up yet 

We pulled into the border 

No happiness could find us 

My dollar was short a quarter, 

Couldn't buy the law of Thomas Aquinas 

They stole from me at gunpoint 

All maps of my escape 

I made a fist, blew the joint, 

Then backed off from the gate 

All border lines became visible 

The Holy Cow said it was still a Brahma Bull 

And I didn't have a prayer to help me exist