Going to and coming from

Half the day is already done

Number 3, yellow blue Lillie

Go on record, write and think

Walk of fame to Cash's things

Play on the street, my, look, it stings

Stay a while, step in grime

Hold the phone, give me some time

Strangers sing right here with me

Robots dance animatronically

Plastic guitars and cars on rust

All but amps are an illusion to us

Beale off to soul of Stax

I saw it all begin to crack

Bump into her three times last

Don't let these days go by so fast

All Sun Records aeroplanes

Write on the wall, stand by the gate

We met from shenanigans

Five different states whose mind am I in