Now if you're feelin' kinda low 'bout the dues you've been paying Future's coming much too slow And you wanna run but somehow you just keep on stayin' Can't decide on which way to go Yeah, yeah, yeah I understand about indecision But I don't care if I get behind People livin' in competition All I want is to have my peace of mind. Now you're climbin' to the top of the company ladder Hope it doesn't take too long Can'tcha you see there'll come a day when it won't matter Come a day when you'll be gone :| I understand about indecision But I don't care if I get behind People li vin' in competition All I want is to have my peace of mind. Take a look ahead, take a look ahead, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... Now everybody's got advice they just keep on givin' Doesn't mean too much to me Lot's of people out to make-believe they're livin' Can't decide who they should be. I understand about indecision But I don't care if I get behind People li vin' in competition All I want is to have my peace of mind. Take a look ahead, take a look ahead. Look ahead.:|
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey, that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again, I just can't face myself alone again Don't run back inside, darling, you know just what I'm here for So you're scared and you're thinking that maybe we ain't that young anymore Show a little faith, there's magic in the night You ain't a beauty but, hey, you're alright Oh, and that's alright with me You can hide 'neath your covers and study your pain Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now, I ain't no hero, that's understood All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey, what else can we do now? Except roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair Well, the night's busting open, these two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back, heaven's waiting on down the tracks Oh oh, come take my hand We're riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh oh oh, Thunder Road Oh, Thunder Road, oh, Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey, I know it's late, we can make it if we run Oh oh oh oh, Thunder Road Sit tight, take hold, Thunder Road WHOA THUNDER ROAD BABE! XXXOOO
Boston founder and auteur Tom Scholz is an MIT grad who was employed at Polaroid during the recording of the debut album. Allegedly he was making 70k a year which was BIG $$$ for anyone to earn in a mid 1970's salaried gig.
Legend has it that he played guitar a very short period of time, like two years, before cutting that album.