Well, pick up truck, boom box
I've had enough of shock rock
Everyone is upset but nobody cares
Downtown, underground
On the street, lost and found
If there's any peace
Someone's gotta show me where
(chorus)
Stayed to watch Three Stooges, Errol Flynn
Hee Haw and TBN
Left my TV running and it blew up in the night
No more CBS, NBC
I don't want my MTV
What I want is truth
And there is no truth in sight
(chorus)
No guarantees for any little thing
But there is hope, God is not a dream
And if He'd make a difference in this mess
We better send Him an urgent SOS
Well, I'm scared of the IRS, FBI, and CIA
Cold sweat, ringing wet, that's why I toss and turn
I think the KGB is chasing me
I'm wearing out my NIV
Looking for the answer to a lesson I can't learn
(chorus)
Dude, Surf City USA
Rock and Roll is here to stay
If you catch this wave
Ride it right on to the deck
Beach party, grain of sand
If God has got us in His hand
Why do I stay up late
My nerves are just a wreck
In these
(chorus)
All of those restless, restless nights
Just thinkin' 'bout restless, restless nights
