James Dean

Tonight I drove that same old road
Where Jimmy took a ride
In Southern California where dreams and truth collide
They say it happened quickly, a car turned in his path
Mishap on a highway twisted steel and broken glass

When I go will it be like James Dean?
I don’t want to die slow
When I go will it be like James Dean?
That’s how I’d like to go

The years drag by so slowly since May Jean took her fall
Her mind takes short vacations as she stares at the wall
She spends her days in the hallways
She spends her night near the nurses dask
She smiles at strangers always
Mimed attempt at lucidness, oh yes

When I go will it be like James Dean?
I don’t want to die slow
When I go will it be like James Dean?
That’s how I’d like to go

I’m talking about no highway crash, not talking mercy death
Just let me meet my Maker fast, let that name be my last breath

When I go will it be like James Dean?
I don’t want to die slow
When I go will it be like James Dean?
That’s how I’d like to go