[VERSE 1]
I was sitting in a big chain coffee shop
Reading magazines about classic rock
Wishing for a love
When the big one dropped
Now it's a thing of the past

[VERSE 2]
I was laid off in a basement in Arkansas
Living off [?] and apricots
Dreaming of a girl but her face was lost
Now it's a thing of the past

[Chorus]
So I'll just ride on
Fueling up the bus till Babylon
All the pretty girls are dead and gone
And just a thing of the past

[VERSE 3]
I finally met a girl near Lafayette
With an automatic weapon pointed at my head
She said "It's you or me baby"
And I do regret
That she's a thing of the past
[VERSE 4]
Now I'm riding in a burn bus made of scrap
Ripping through the desert like Mad Max
Automatic weapon sitting on my lap
'Till I'm a thing of the past

[Chorus]
So I'll just ride on
Fueling up the bus till Babylon
All the pretty girls are dead and gone
And just a thing of the past

[VERSE 5]
From the Malibu shores of broken glass
To the self sustained south New Jersey grass
There's a loneliness clapping down a second land
Only things of the past

[VERSE 6]
There's a small child crying in a field somewhere
Tugging on a tuft of her mother's hair
Looking on a world that's dark but there
Till it's a thing of the past

[Chorus]
So I'll just ride on
Fueling up the bus till Babylon
All the pretty girls are dead and gone
And just a thing of the past
So I'll just ride on
Humming on a verse from a Dylan song
Till every drop of gasoline is gone
And I'm a thing of the past
Yeah I'm a thing of the past
And I'm a thing, and I'm a thing, yeah I'm a thing of the past