Beck - The Golden Age lyrics

Put your hands on the wheel<br>Let the golden age begin<br>Let the window down<br>Feel the moonlight on your skin<br>Let the desert wind<br>Cool your aching head<br>Let the weight of the world<br>Drift away instead<br><br>These day I barely get by<br>I don't even try<br><br>It's a treacherous road<br>With a desolated view<br>There's distant lights<br>But here they're far and few<br>And the sun don't shine<br>Even when it's day<br>You gotta drive all night<br>Just to feel like you're ok<br><br>These days I barely get by<br>I don't even try