Sunset Blues

Walking with Gunga on a street called Tujunga and he's trying
to get the boss on the phone.
We didn't make it a mile when he stopped trying to smile and
I knew that something wasn't quite wrong.
The earth started shaking, the giant awakened but it might have
been a special effect.
Gunga fell down he was rolling all around, completely void of
all intellect.

Me and you with the sunset blues and we're walking west and
we're lost too,
reviving that Ventura Freeway tune.

We delivered the goods to a lake in the woods
and spent the nights contracting our minds.
We packed you up in a white Jimmy truck
and send you up the old 99.
Just let it snow, let the rain fall low,
let the sun come and burn your behind.
Keep us in sight of the dim lantern light
and remember that nothing's been signed.

Me and you with the sunset blues and we're walking west and
we're lost too,
reviving that Ventura Freeway tune.
Me and you with the sunset blues and we're losing height but
we want to,
down the ridge and across the bridge and away.

There's so much to lose,
me and you with the sunset blues.
There's so much to lose.
The sun and moon won't hear our tune.
There's so much to lose,
me and you with the sunset blues.