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1996-2007
khanada rhodes
drive by
it was the hottest day in july
and all along santa monica boulevard
cars were stood still
and a gleaming metal tube
would stretch all the way from the highlands
back to la brea.
and she met under los angeles sunshine
young
man was
sitting at the wheel
on his
way
to make a pickup
turned
off
the air-con
rolled
down
the window
and
began
to sweat
out
over the
hollywood hills
he saw
the
clouds building
like
great
dark towers of rain
ready
to come
tumbling down
any
day now
not a
day
too soon
(any day now)
and
as the
music drifted in
from
other
cars
his
eyes started
to slip
this
is the
story of his dream
silver...
(sing blue silver, sing sing blue silver)
this is the story of his dream...