Screw you, North Dakota
You're the neighbor of least favorite state right now
And I don't care an iota
About borders and lines
About North and South
This crowded room
Feels empty
Makes my head spin around
Make a painting
Send some clippings
Make this house feel a little bit more like home
We've got so many ropes and ties
Made out of things that aren't our lives
This car's on fire but it might just make it home to you
This car's on fire, but there's nothing it would rather do
And I don't care an iota
About maps and signs
About where you're found
I think I filled up my quota
Makes my feet spin around
We've got so many ropes and ties
Made out of things that aren't our lives
This car's on fire but it might just make it home to you
This car's on fire, but there's nothing it would rather do
Let's catch a movie in the suburbs
We'll get high
And I can drive your car
If there's a snow storm
We'll think it's funny
We'll drive for hours
And never get that far
We've got so many ropes and ties
Made out of things that aren't our lives
This car's on fire but it might just make it home to you
This car's on fire, but there's nothing it would rather do
It's all quiet on the northern front
That's how it feels when the sun comes up
It's all quiet on the southern front
Is it different when you're waking up?
