Me debunk
An american myth?
And take my life
In my hands?
Where the great plains begin
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
Driving down
A corduroy road
Weeds standing
Shoulder high
Ferris wheel is rusting off
In the distance
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
Left alone
To get gigantic
Hard, huge and haunted
A generation
So much Dumber
Then its’ parents came
Crashing through the window
A raven strains
Along the line of a road
Carrying
A muddy, old skull
The wires whistle
Their approval
Off the distance
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
I remeber
I remeber Buffalo
And I remember Hengelo
It would seem to me
I remember everything
Single bloody, warm and horrable
Thing I know
If I die of vanity
Promise me
Promise me
They would bury me
Some place, I don’t want to be
You’ll dig me up
And transport me
Unceremoniously
Away from
The swollen city-breeze
Garbage-bag trees
Whispers of disease
And acts of enormity
And lower me
Slowly, sadly and properly
Get Ry Cooder
To sing me eulogy
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
(Source: Spotify)
