The Remains of Rock & Roll - Broken Bells

It’s too long to wait around for everyone to decide

I’m off to the promise land if anyone needs a ride

It’s a small car but we’ll fit inside if we leave our bags behind

We’ll entertain ourselves just watching the world go by

Is something wrong?

You don’t look like you’re having fun

The road is long

Gotta let go of the things you’ve done

We prefer good love to gold

And the remains of the rock and roll

When the moment’s right

In the middle of the night

We can almost see the way to go

So long to everyone, 'cause they don’t know who we are

Tell them you’re sorry, but you’ll have to break their hearts

Sister, you’re old enough to take the wheel and drive

Your hands, your heart, your eyes, have made me realize

I hear your call

All of my senses are turned on

We’re on a roll

Suddenly Earth is far below

We prefer good love to gold

And the remains of the rock and roll

When the moment’s right

In the middle of the night

We can almost see the way to go

Can’t you see me floating?

Forwards, backwards

Won’t you lend a hand and help me out?

Hear me on your doorstep?

Knocking, knocking

Won’t you open up and help me out?