Well, I can feel our bodies floating down the murky Mississippi Yeah, I can feel our bodies floating down the murky Mississippi And I swear to God that I won't ever leave and I swear to God that i won't ever leave because well, I can feel our bodies floating down the murky Mississippi and if all our friends are leaving, well, at least it's still you and me Get into your car and drive to East Moline Stick our heads out the window and try our best to breathe Oh, go into Rock Island, find the UAW Hall They used to do shows there, but now there's nothing at all
Well, I can feel our bodies floating down the murky Mississippi River