Glasspacks growling taillights glowing
toolin'
down your midnight streets
(a-RUSH a-RUSH)

...your missus puts her face cream on;
you doze off in your Lazee-Boy...

Wheel and brake at
lightpool lot;
nod to guard;  amble,
E-Z, in the gate...

--RUNKA move-that-graveyard-timeclock,
log up hours;  log up
speedboat, quadraphonic sounds...

RUN-GA (pssst-ah)
RUN-GA (psst)

--Won't be seein' ya again
till the morning,
(man)...

--No not till
graysky-redeye-stalljam time
for you, my man,
when I'm cruisin' by,
the other way,
jus' takin' in
the morning
air...

(Night-night.)

--Robert Winter, 1974