And it was me, drove off the off ramp,
Of the sweetheart highway,
It was me, I admit I had the map,
This is what I've got to say....
...We're in Bummed Out City,
That's what the sign says,
I Plead your mercy and your pity,
Is not life a mirror maze?
The hardware store is never open,
Until the quarter of the moon,
let's leave town before the rodeo,
Rides in with the typhoon...
We're in Bummed Out City,
So c'mon let's operate,
Let's open a disc brake parlour,
No, it never is too late...
Before you know it
You'll be in Bummed Out City,
In a cloud of dust and rust,
And all the dogs biting
On your exhaust pipe,
Even they gonna show you trust..
And it was me, drove off the ramp,
of the sweetheart highway,
It was me, I admit I had the map,
This is what I've got to say...
..We're in Bummed Out City,
That's what the sign says,
I plead your mercy and your pity,
is not life a mirror maze?