Coalinga

The first of days, on our way Towards the biggest stage of the western states At the Thunderbird Lodge The creeping resident gives a strong salute Not the best shoes for shingles though Things are great, yeah, things are great In a cow shit smelling hellhole called Coalinga Called Coalinga Coalinga Called Coalinga Try not to spill anything You're welcome back anytime You're welcome back anytime The windy walk provided to be quite a trip Being carried by my ribcage up the hill "God damn," someone said Seated at the table of a hotel bar, no epiphanies But the thing is, it isn't And they said "You're welcome back anytime To the foul-ass smelling hellhole called Coalinga" Called Coalinga Coalinga Called Coalinga You're welcome back anytime, anytime (anytime) Called Coalinga Coalinga Called Coalinga You're welcome back anytime, anytime