Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Roadblock, artist - Stan Ridgway. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
The Roadblock |
| News travels fast in a small desert town |
| So it wasn’t long at all before the word got around |
| That a killin' mad car was headed their way |
| So the sheriff and the boys were gonna stop 'im out on the highway |
| Right where it intersected Big Black Rock |
| So it wasn’t long at all |
| Before the whole town was standin' round |
| Hammerin' a nail and buildin' up a pride in a roadblock |
| Just hangin' round a roadblock |
| The mayor’s wife sat in the shade |
| And talked her way through a few good lies |
| While her husband practiced his acceptance speech |
| For a medal from the F.B.I |
| And Granny rocked back in her chair and said |
| «Just what did this man do?» |
| While some idiot kids ate dirty |
| Sno-cones colored red white and blue |
| At the roadblock |
| Just hangin' round a roadblock |
| Just hangin' round a roadblock |
| Just hangin' round a roadblock |
| Then the local paper jumped the gun |
| And printed the big headline |
| Town is saved from killer car |
| With roadblock at stateline |
| Three miles down the highway in a Chevy '69 |
| Were a pair of crazy eyeballs jumpin' left and right in time |
| To an eight-track tape playin' Foghat and Jethro Tull |
| And a gasoline-soaked hand shiftin' a little plastic skull |
| And on the arm, a blue tattoo that read «I'm a son of a bitch!» |
| A map open on the front seat--leather, black as pitch |
| One foot slammed on the gas--no shoe, just an argyle sock |
| And that car was screamin' wild down the highway, like lightning |
| Toward the roadblock |
| Right towards the roadblock |
| Then all eyes turned down the highway towards a big cloud of smoke |
| And Granny went into a mild state of shock and started to choke |
| And a boy up in a tree yelled out, «Here it come» |
| Then twenty men strong aimed and fired point-blank nineteen shotguns |
| Well, the next day, the sheriff just tried to stall |
| While they buried the body out behind a wall |
| The newspaper said «Killer still on the lam-- |
| Seems the boys at the roadblock got the wrong man» |
| Nobody really knew just who he was |
| He was drivin' a Camaro with dashboard fuzz |
| They all burned a car right there in Big Black Rock |
| And no one ever said a word at all again1 |
| About a roadblock |
| Not about a roadblock |
| Whooo! |
| About a roadblock |
| Not about a roadblock, yeah… |
| Not about a roadblock |