Almost dead, in the rubble,
Radioactive mountains, cracked and stubble.
Life is toxic, older than the sun,
Fewer people, more things to run.
Rusty roads, lead me home,
To the place, I scavenge from.
Blighted land, raider mama,
Rusty roads, lead me home.

Rusty roads, lead me home,
To the place, I scavenge from.
Blighted land, raider mama,
Rusty roads, lead me home.

All my memories, rusted and cold,
Mutant baby, stories untold.
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky,
Taste of radiation, tears in my eye.
Rusty roads, lead me home,
To the place, I scavenge from.
Blighted land, raider mama,
Rusty roads, lead me home.

Rusty roads, lead me home,
To the place, I scavenge from.
Blighted land, raider mama,
Rusty roads, lead me home.

I hear the wind in the broken trees, calling
A broken radio, reminds me of yesterday.
Driving down the road, a feeling of dread,
I should have stayed inside, now I'm half dead.

Rusty roads, lead me home,
To the place, I scavenge from.
Blighted land, raider mama,
Rusty roads, lead me home.