Blue Oyster Cult

Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dot
And a little bit of water goes a long way, cause its hot
Three good buddies were laughing and smoking in the back
Of a rented ford
They couldnt know they werent going far
Each one with the money in his pocket
Could go out and buy himself a brand new car
But they all had the money they had
Money they hoped would take them very far
The sky was bright, a traffic light, now and then a truck
And they hadnt seen a cop around all day