Sleep tight, we'll drive all night   Turn pikes across state lines...      Hand claps are fading fast, but you still can believe it's passing   These night are fading fast, so you made ?? until midnight   Six hundred miles will be soon cut two inches from   Just rest and play that tape we got from them in Detroit      Sleep tight, we'll make it tonight   Turn pikes and small street signs...   Traded slowings of what was missed and   broke down in the downstairs?      Recited the ten ton fuse that gave way to the new sound   Night caps are sinking fast and tight chorus Sundays   Tomorrow we'll head highways   Right now it's the holiday; all a loss