Independence Day - Live at The Roxy, West Hollywood, CA - 7/7/1978

I wrote this song a long time ago
And I dedicate it to my father, he's always
I tease him a whole lot and he was always telling me
That, "You should do, you should be better than me whatever you do", you know
And this is for him
This is called "Independence Day"

Well, Papa, go to bed now, it's getting late
Ain't no talking gonna change anything now
I'll be leaving in the morning from St. Mary's Gate
We wouldn't change this thing even if we could somehow

'Cause the darkness of this house has got the best of us
And there's a darkness in this town that's got us too
But they can't touch me now and you can't touch me now
They ain't gonna do to me what I watched them do to you

So say goodbye, it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day, all the boys must run away
Oh, say goodbye, it's Independence Day
All men must go their way come Independence Day

Well, Papa, I don't know what it always was with us
We chose the words and, yeah, we drew the lines
This house know how could it hold the two of us
I guess that we were just too much of the same kind

So say goodbye, it's Independence Day
All the boys must run away come Independence Day
Oh, say goodbye, it's Independence Day
All men must make their way come Independence Day

Well, now the rooms are all empty down at Frankie's joint
And the highway is deserted, clear down to Breaker's Point
Lot of people leaving town, leaving their friends, their homes
At night, they walk that dark and dusty highway all alone

So, Papa go to bed now, it's getting late
Nothing we can say is gonna change anything now
Because there's different people coming down here now, and they see things in different ways
And soon everything we've known will just be swept away

So say goodbye, it's Independence Day
Papa, now I know the things you wanted that you could not say
Say goodbye, it's Independence Day
I swear I never meant to take those things away