Zero to 90 on the 95 No I got no death wish but don't care if I die Silhouettes of the years dance by Pirouetting in passing headlines Babe, I'm a shooting star in a stranger's sky So tired of moving slow Sole to the floor in dad's beat up Camaro Driving fast and far away from my fears Till I'm anywhere but here Fools gold Lines in the road Going nowhere from coast to coast Fools gold Lines in the road Going nowhere, nowhere, nowhere, no- Best coast to the left coast and back again No I don't do landlocked states cause I get claustrophobic Told myself I'd be okay if I woke in a different place But nothing happens here that ain't gonna happen anyways So tired of moving slow Dad's still listening to AM radio They'll ask me: What is the matter, dear? Aren't these the wonder years? Fools gold Lines in the road Going nowhere from coast to coast Fools gold Lines in the road Going nowhere, nowhere, nowhere, no-