Well, I'm tired of the pressure
So tired of the pace
Just wanna grab you, baby
And get out of this place
I got no chance of making it
Working downtown
Just walking slow and talking low
And tired of going down, down, down
Start the car, we gotta move
This ain't no living, this ain't no groove
It's been a long hard road
Now, come on baby
Let's drive it home, start the car
We started out for paradise
But this ain't no promised land
This ain't no kind of living
For an honest working man
Well, there's people dying on the streets
Sure don't make the news, ooh, yeah
While others livin' up on the hill
Singing the 'White Boy Blues'
Oh, start the car, gotta move
This ain't no living, this ain't no groove
City's rich, dirt poor
But somewhere waiting
There's something more, start the car
Well, we're goin' out with dignity
We're going out with style
Gonna lay down that hammer, baby
Make our own road 'cross the miles
'Cause I can't take this town one more day
Oh, start the car, gotta move
This ain't no living
This ain't no groove
The city's rich, dirt poor
Somewhere waiting
There's gotta be something more
Start the car, yeah
It's been a long hard road
Well, come on baby, let's drive it home
Start the car
Ooh, start the car
Ooh, start the car
Ooh, start the car