Because you couldn't be controlled?
Because it was too fucking cold?
OK cool it sounds like we gained some elbow room.
And check it out.
We just block our ears when they constantly complain they're not someplace else.
A lack of interest, avoiding upsets,
now knowing the unknown I'm going home.
'Cause I've been around the block and seen the hot swamp palm trees, Corpus Christies,
cornfield truck stops, earthquake faults,
it's all the same to me.
It's all the same to me!
I'd rather spend my days just sipping coffee where the humble seasons change.
I was born in Massachusetts.
No regrets and no excuses.
I was born in Massachusetts.
This is where I'll die.