Modest Mouse - Truckers Atlas Lyrics
Im going to coloradoTo unload my headIm going to new york cityAnd thats in new york,friendsIm going to arizonaSex on the rocks all warm and redAnd we bledAnd the writing in stall saidWe write our maps in the stallsIm going up to alaskaIm going to get off scot-*****ing-freeAnd we all didThis truckers atlas roads the waysThe freeways and highways dont knowThe buzz from the bird on my dashRoad locomotive phoneI dont feel and it feels greatI sold my atlas by the freight stairsI do lines and I crossed roadsI crossed the lines of all the great state roadsIm going upGoing over to montanaYou got yourself a truckers atlasYou knew you were all hot, wellMaybe youll go and blow a gasketStart at the northwest cornerGo down through californiaBeeline you might drive three daysAnd three nights to the tip of floridaDo you speak the lingo?Oh no. no noHow far does your road?Oh no, you dont knowIm going to coloradoTo unload my headIm going to new york cityAnd thats in new york, friendsIm going up to alaskaIm going to get off scot-*****ing-freeAnd we all didAnd the writing in the salt syasWe ride on out to the starsIm going to arizonaSex on the rocks all warm and red
