Lyrics

It was nighttime on the North Shore,
Where New York money came to rest,
We’d wander through the village,
With teenage anger on our chest,
Some kinda party at the station,
Hot excitement filled the air,
We were soldiers in an army,
Too cool to see too cool to care,

I hit the road you went out dancing with your monkey,
You stuck a needle in your arm, right to your heart,
You poisoned all your blood,
As it dragged you through the mud,
No going back to the station down on Middle Neck Road,

We found a certain rhythm,
In being cool and unforgiven,
We lived way beyond the borders of their upper-class goals,
It was clear you couldn’t hide,
All that anger deep inside,
So we searched for absolution in a world of rock and roll,

I hit the road…

We walked the streets, talking about the day when we would be someone,
We’d find a girl, we’d settle down, and we would be all we dreamed to be,

Yeah, I hit the road you had a party with your monkey…