Box Elder

Wasn't the question you asked me

It wasn't the answer i gave

That made me feel like i was on a train

Was a distant voice

Made me make a choice

That i had to get the fuck out of this town

I got a lot of things to do

A lot of places to go

I've got a lot of good things coming my way

And i'm afraid to say that you're not one of them.



Last time i was there

You were out on the couch

Pressed into a little electric 2

It was the way that you smiled

Made me know at once

That i had to get the fuck out of this town

'cause i've decide to make a stand

And i'm not gonna take your hand

I'm taking the next bus outta here, i'm gonna head for box elder, m.o.




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