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 it's day
You gotta drive all night
Just to feel like you're ok

These days I barely get by
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The Golden Age Lyrics

Beck – The Golden Age Lyrics

Songwriters: Beck Hansen
The Golden Age lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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