1. ORANGE CRUSH

Follow me, don't follow me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
Collar me, don't collar me
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush
We are agents of the free
I've had my fun and now its time to
Serve your conscience overseas (over me, not over me)
Coming in fast, over me

[repeat verse]

High on the roof,
Thin the blood,
Another one on the waves tonight,
Comin' in, you're home

We'd circle and we'd circle and we'd circle to stop and consider and
Centered on the pavement stacked up all the trucks jacked up and
Our wheels in slush and orange crush in pocket and all this here county
Hell any county it's just like heaven here and I was remembering and I
Was just in a different county and all then this whirlybird that I
Headed for I had my goggles pulled off I knew it all I knew every back
Road and every truck stop

[repeat verse and chorus]


2. GHOST RIDERS

Ghost rider motorcycle hero
Baby baby baby baby he’s a blazin’ away
Like the star star stars in the universe.

Ghost rider motorcycle hero
Baby baby baby baby he’s a blazin’ the truth

Ghost rider motorcycle hero
Baby baby baby baby he’s a lookin’ so cute
Sneakin round round round in a blue jumpsuit

Ahh!
Ahh!

Ghost rider motorcycle hero
Baby baby baby baby he’s a blazin’ away
Like the star star stars in the universe.
Baby baby baby baby he’s a screamin’ the truth
Like the star star stars in the universe.
Baby baby baby baby he’s a screamin’ the truth
America America is killing its youth.

Ahh!
Ahh!

Ghost rider motorcycle hero
Baby baby baby baby he’s a screamin’ away
Like the star star stars in the universe.
Baby baby baby baby he’s a lookin’ so cute
Sneakin round round round in a blue jumpsuit
Baby baby baby baby he’s a screamin’ the truth
America America
America America is killing its youth.

Ahh!
Ahh!

Ghostrider
Ghostrider
Ghostrider

Ahh!


3. DARK GLOBE

Oh where are you now?
Pussy willow that smiled on my sleeve
When I was alone, you promised a stone from your heart
My head kissed the ground,
I was half the way down, treading the sand
Please... please lift a hand, I'm only a person
Whose armbands beat on his hands hang tall

Won't you miss me? Why don't you miss me at all?

My head touched the ground, I was half the way down,
Strumming the sand
Please lift a hand, I'm only a person
With eskimo chain, you tattered my brain all the way

Won't you miss me? Why don't you miss me at all?