Hall & Oates — Screaming Through December

What a crew we made up, there was Faustus Burnt out from playing too many bars on the Jersey Shore And Sammy, almost bald From ironing her hair too much back in '64 And me, Phazon, out of phase Or at least my temporary name for the day Oh, blown away and screaming All blown away and screaming All blown away and screaming Through December We crossed state lines, we was burning Although the cold could freeze your hand to the steel of a wheel Miami, just a cold hearted word From a warm smiling man on a sign in a field We laughed just to take up time Hmm, the drive was starting to drag As we went screaming As we went screaming As we went screaming Through December "Quasar! Quasar!" were the first words I heard from Faustus all day And giggling he apologized and then returned to flicking his blade... I sighed bleary-eyed And tried to remember the way As we went screaming A year does go by, what a difference Twelve months can make when you're living a hundred years in one Sammy, she went home And now she's living in a room with a gun Faustus ate glass for an appetizer And bled all over his synthesizer As he went screaming As he went screaming As he went screaming Through December