

Got a bad map and a leaking tank Running ten miles short
of the local bank With a ticking clock and a rusty chain
Just a stubborn fool in the pouring rain (hahaha)
I'm clean and green with a hot load
But there's a bear trap
and no joy
Rolling down
this broken road Like a forgotten little toy
There's a local deputy behind the tree
And he's squinting hard
to look at me
But my papers look like a grocery receipt
And my boots are smelling
of stale defeat
(oh lord)
I'm clean
and green with a hot load
But there's a bear trap
and no joy
Rolling down
this broken road
Like a forgotten little toy
No joy on the highway... (ahhhh)