


drivin' thru hell
when we left LA
no one saw it ahead
it came upon us so quickly
pretty soon we all wished we were dead
a couple hours and we hit the state line
a couple minutes and we were praying for a land mine
drivin' thru nevada
makes you wanna puke
in a nutshell
never gets better
like a giant piece of saran wrap
it's like drivin' thru hell
after that, it's the beehive state
land of salt and salt and salt
we should have left it to the indians
then again that'd be an insult
and then there's wyoming, no wonder no one lives there
tumbleweeds, tumbleweeds, tumbleweeds everywhere
drivin' through these places
makes you wet your pants
a fire unquelled
the fires of boredom
ablaze with full fury
it's like drivin' through hell
on and on and on it goes
where it stops, only god knows
oklahoma, kansas, texas, idaho, montana
arizona, new mexico, the great plains, aaaaahh
to think about the span of this gigantic desert
boggles the mind, all that dirt
what a waste of real estate
minnesota, iowa, wisconsin too
and eastern colorado
all that land we could use for nuclear testing
it would have scared even edgar allen poe
corn, wheat, dust, whoopee i'm havin' a ball
i think i'd rather spend eternity in study hall
naaaahhh
drivin' through nebraska
causes diarrhea and makes hemorrhoids swell
wall to wall cornhuskers
turns the stomach inside out
might as well be drivin' through hell