The Last Drive-In

	作词 : Grubb, Tribble
	Caravan of yellow wire and crawling across the plains
	Rolling along in a single file like a slow moving train
	It rumbled down out of the mist into the early morning light
	Said they stay till the job was finished if it took them till midnight
	There were cats and scrapers all caterpillars packed up by mile high crane
	And it looked like monsters from the old b movies the drive-ins use to play
	And we'd sang goodbye Saturday under the stars
	Wake up little Suzy in my daddy's car
	So many memories got lost and found
	When a piece of history hit the ground
	The day they tore the last drive-in down
	Memories thick as the smoke clouds they made man and machine became one
	Boards snapped like toothpicks on their blades but to us it sounded like guns
	Cowboys soldiers gangsters and thieves James Bond and his golden girls
	Well you could sit in your car and never turn the key and go half way around the world
	And it stood like a landmark for forty years we never thought we'd live to see
	It fall it to the ground and then just disappear like so many childhood dreams
	And we'd sang goodbye...
	A lot of the drivers had tears in their eyes but I don't think it was just the dust
	See I still believe there's a little piece of that old drive-in left in all of us
	Nobody moved through what seemed like hours, and slow motion it came tumbling down
	We just stood there with a taste of metal in our mouths and a silence all around
	The day they tore the last drive-in down
	And we'd sang goodbye...

	zuò cí : Grubb, Tribble
	Caravan of yellow wire and crawling across the plains
	Rolling along in a single file like a slow moving train
	It rumbled down out of the mist into the early morning light
	Said they stay till the job was finished if it took them till midnight
	There were cats and scrapers all caterpillars packed up by mile high crane
	And it looked like monsters from the old b movies the driveins use to play
	And we' d sang goodbye Saturday under the stars
	Wake up little Suzy in my daddy' s car
	So many memories got lost and found
	When a piece of history hit the ground
	The day they tore the last drivein down
	Memories thick as the smoke clouds they made man and machine became one
	Boards snapped like toothpicks on their blades but to us it sounded like guns
	Cowboys soldiers gangsters and thieves James Bond and his golden girls
	Well you could sit in your car and never turn the key and go half way around the world
	And it stood like a landmark for forty years we never thought we' d live to see
	It fall it to the ground and then just disappear like so many childhood dreams
	And we' d sang goodbye...
	A lot of the drivers had tears in their eyes but I don' t think it was just the dust
	See I still believe there' s a little piece of that old drivein left in all of us
	Nobody moved through what seemed like hours, and slow motion it came tumbling down
	We just stood there with a taste of metal in our mouths and a silence all around
	The day they tore the last drivein down
	And we' d sang goodbye...