Pack your bags lets be on our way Shut your mouth I donât wanna hear the words you have to say Four more days of driving everythingâll be alright East coast to the west coast trying to find the host with the most so I can go on an all states sweeping moat spread your wings its time for us to fly
Chorus: Why do I feel so dry like a dragonfly who tried to justify a drive by on a butterfly while I messed around the kingdom child no one was unsatisfied and that shed testify Can you identify the spot or is it underneath you to understand why there are not so many honest men
You call me inadequate a derelict But all you predict Is my eyes conflict My skins been pricked Really im coward A split personality I succumb to prick my self Every once and a while Is it such a crime To be wrong all of the time To be wrong not to be right
Chorus
The world is such a fragile place Friend let me help you Wipe that mud off your face