I've been driving all night Bathing in flourescent light Of a western Tennessee gas station With a pack of two-way action I'm subsisting on a fraction And I close my eyes and pretend I'm on vacation But the light bleeds through And it's all green-blue There goes my imagination My return fills me with dread Will my house plants be all dead My significant be with another I say ok where was I But I can't repress a sigh And I think I'm gonna Yeah I think I'm gonna call my mother Let the subject wander To issues of blonde hair Or something or other Like a bad haircut Or a gla** of cold water Some of the things You wouldn't ordinarily thought of Will all be lost if you let it in Maybe I'll never ever feel it again I've been driving all night Bathing in flourescent light Of a western Tennessee gas station With a pack of two-way action I'm subsisting on a fraction Of what used to be a sugar-free Half-melted bag of Tastations That hard candy sensation It's sweeping the nation And it... Puts my mind in traction I'm subsisting on a fraction And I close my eyes and pretend I'm on vacation But while it melts in my mouth I'm still driving south In a TV Nation Like a bad haircut Or a gla** of cold water Shouldn't I say what I really shouldn't oughta You spend half a day in Some of these places Like a flash of white light That's in front of our faces A state of peristalsis or a parastatic stasis And we're off to the races Ah, yeah, and we're off to the races Oh, yeah, and we're of to the races Yeah, we're off to the races