Staring out of my window 
Watching the cars go rolling by 
My friends are gone 
I've got nothing to do 
So I sit here patiently 
Watching the clock tick so slowly 
Gotta get away 
Or my brains will explode 

Give me something to do to kill some time 
Take me to that place that I call home 
Take away the strains of being lonely 
Take me to the tracks at Christie Road 

See the hills from afar 
Standing on my beat up car 
The sun went down and the night fills the sky 
Now I feel like me once again 
As the train comes rolling in 
Smoked my boredom gone 
Slapped my brains up so high 

Give me something to do to kill some time 
Take me to that place that I call home 
Take away the strains of being lonely 
Take me to the tracks at Christie Road 

Mother stay out of my way of that place we go 
We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road 

Mother stay out of my way of that place we go 
We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road 

If there's one thing that I need 
That makes me feel complete 
So I go to Christie Road 
It's home...