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