Ode to the County Line

On and on i wonder with you
Why it feels like shit without you
Seal your lips and hang your head
But I meant every word i said

I don't believe in depression
I haven't for some time
It's a bullshit institution
That forces you to throw away your life
So let's leave this town
Before it all comes down!

One, two, three, four, I declare a thumb war
Five, six, seven, eight, you're gonna be late
Damn you alarm clocks
Waking up & going to work
Will make you such a fuckin jerk
Go back home just to sit in traffic
Eat a set of perc's...
Man i'm such a fuckin square
Like this cubicle
That you call my lair

And now the stars and stripes are flyin'
All across the county line
And the great war machine is
Bringin' all the guns out in the street
So let's leave this town
Before it all comes down!

We'll travel all around this country
We'll run from every deputy
And now they're lookin for us
But we're making out in waffle house
Right before we leave this town
Before we both come down