Refreshments, The "Interstate" |
Well the fact of the matter There ain't no facts involved To take it further Doesn't matter Well out here on the border Ants drag bones �cross the hot dry ground And over there at the trailer park They got a million souls in the lost and found Well I should have known better Lead thoughts and lost horizons And to take it further It don't get any better Well out here on the border Ain't nobody asking questions And No I don't need a miracle But I could use a push in the right direction A handgun and a bottle of Boone's and a '69 Ford and a new pair of shoes Left from Boise Idaho 95 And So he crossed the state line He was just in time to fall Asleep at the wheel And that's the fact of the matter Never was no facts involved And to take it further It never really matters Well out here on the border Ants drag bones across the hot dry ground And over there at the trailer park They got a million souls in the lost and found A handgun and a bottle of Boone's And a '69 Ford and a new pair of shoes Left from Boise Idaho 95 So I was just in time to miss The 5:00 o'clock news The velvet black Interstate was something to feel Spent $5.99 on a stone cold meal Another a bottle of wine I was feelin' just fine And when I crossed the state line I was just in time To fall asleep at the wheel (repeat) Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |