David F. Bello - Grand Mal lyrics

You are a bus to Chicago Whose bathroom is crowded and damp You stopped in Youngstown, Ohio And gave me a minor leg cramp Next stop, downtown Cleveland A break for an hour and a half I hope we end up near a restaurant With a cheerful and generous staff Chicago, I hope you are pretty, Decently priced, and clean Because one day I might commit to you And turn dear Morgantown green Feel like walkin' in the wrong direction Round a blind corner with me Feel like breakin' a brick on the sidewalk When the fog is too thick to breathe Feel like shoving a carca** in the doorway, Whatever will stop the works And keep the employees from doing their jobs Who knew this efficiency'd hurt?