Staring out of my window watching the cars go rolling by   My friends are gone I've got nothing to do   So I sit here patiently watching the clock tick so slowly   Gotta get away or my brains will explode      Give me something to do to kill some time   Take me to that place that I call home   Take away the strains of being lonely   Take me to the tracks at Christie Road      See the hills from afar standing on my beat up car   The sun went down and the night fills the sky   Now I feel like me once again as the train comes rolling in   Smoked my boredom gone, slapped my brains up so high      Give me something to do to kill some time   Take me to that place that I call home   Take away the strains of being lonely   Take me to the tracks at Christie Road      Mother, stay out of my way of that place we go   We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road   Mother, stay out of my way of that place we go   We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road      If there is one thing that I need that makes me feel complete   So I go to Christie Road, it's home, it's home   It's home, it's home, it's home