tumbleweeds and joshua trees
this place feels like whiskey whiskers
rattle snakes and scorpions
jagged dr seuss landscapes and gila monsters
that's alright for me and my baby
we're movin to the city (movin to the city)
bmx ramps, double wides, and meth labs
some of the sketchiest most far flung cats you ever will meet
a homeless navajo in a serape beggin you for a menthol cigarette
dusty white denim and a charlotte hornets starter jacket
that's alright for me and my baby
we're movin to the city (movin to the city)
sha la la sha lalala la la
we're movin to the city (movin to the city)
that's alright for me and my baby
you better go runnin' back to the city (movin to the city)
we're movin to the city (movin to the city)