Lyrics Nowhere Fast - Swingin Utters

Nowhere Fast

I’ve crossed this road before
For many years, I’m sure
Don’t recognize the faces, though
That pass me by, I’ve been
Off and on my way again
Passed Marsh Road, Atherton
Black Mountain Way and
Bored stale houses on the yellowed plains
I’m going off again, and
For no good reason year by year
I’ve achieved some feeling
That this time I leave is nowhere fast
I’ve seen the lot of them
From queens to journeymen
Bigots and confidantes
I’ve spoken to and laughed with
Destructive catalysts
Professionals and loyalists
Punk rock pop nihilists
Have grown up amongst suburban architects
And I’m going off again, and
For no good reason year by year
I’ve achieved some feeling
That this time I leave is nowhere fast
And who can say it was all deceiving?
Or that anybody was mislead?
I’m not the one to be judging
I may not even be who I think I am
The asphalt is my burning bed
Has left me invalid
Puts me to sleep at night
In the arms of some strange no man’s land
I’ll be back by the west
I need the fucking rest
But in the meantime these
Broken roads and homes will ring in my head