Drive By - Duran Duran

It was the hottest day in July

And all along Santa Monica buolevard

Cars were stood still

And a gleaming metal tube

Would stretch all the way from highland

Back to Labrea

And she met under Los Angeles sunshine

Young man was sitting at the wheel

On his way to make a pickup

Turned off the air con

Rolled down the window

And began to sweat

Out over the hollywood hills

He saw the clouds building

Like great dark towers of rain

Ready to come tumbling down

Any day now

Not a day too soon

Any day now

And as the music drifted in

From other cars

His eyes started to slip

This is the story of his dream

Silver

Sing silver blue silver

This is the story of his dream

the story of his dream