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