Ask me which way to go!
Tell me which sin to bear!
I'll tell you "I don't know."
Our hearts are full of woe.
Our heads are full of trash.
We better stop and get some gas.
Peter's getting kooky on Blatz.
And we're trapped like rats in Myers Flat!
We never stop to rationalize.

We just get in the car. (in the car)
If we don't blow this f___ing taquería.
Then we won't get very far. (very far)
I thought I'd left my troubles home,
but my hand got caught in the door. (in the door)
This highway isn't so predictable.
It just changes, changes, changes, changes, changes some more.

My eyes are made of glass.
We better stop and get some gas.
Godot said he'd be back in a flash.
And we're trapped like rats in Myers Flat!

Did Brigham already pass us,
Or is he slow as molasses?
They left me here, I'm all alone.
Now the population's one-oh-one!
You know I haven't slept in days.
But I've never felt this giddy before. (giddy before)
I'll brush my teeth and write this happy letter.
and I'll pass out on the floor. (on the floor)
It would help if I could talk.

But for now all I can do is just sing. (is just sing)
I'm sorry if I left you out in the rain.
Do I miss you? Yes, I missed you 'cause I didn't swing.
My head is full of trash.
We better stop and get some gas.
Put in a tape by the Clash.

And we're trapped like rats in Myers Flat!
This homesickness is killing me.
Caught up in this sad-song reverie.
I know it's no use fighting time,
Don't want to leave this road behind.

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