All my flotsam friends, down on Jamerson Road
A starstruck tee-shirt stretched threadbare and thin
Hanging out all night, down on Jamerson Road... again
A cargo wreck it seemed, scattered all my dreams
Weathered like driftwood, washed away it would
Take me back, back, back again
Hanging out all night, down on Jamerson Road... again
In my captains chair, driving down the road
Listening to Jane's Addiction on the radio
One soul step closer to being home again
Driving all alone out on Jamerson Road... again
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