Lyrics:

Sitting alone with my head in my hand
Taking the weight of a government plan
Maybe they load a good load of bull
Take me away with you

Sitting alone with a note and a ring
Feeling so bad, it's a chemical thing
Everyone says you shouldn't feel low
What are you gonna do?

Truck on
I don't know you
Feel so loco
Wanna go home
Truck on
Trucking on home
Had a bad year
Getting so low

Strolling along with nowhere to go
Gotta get a pot belly then I'll start the show
Nobody phones when you're alone
There's not a god damn thing to do

Tapping along to a seminal band
I need a good looking lady or to steady my hand
Everyone says a good load of bull
Got it personally planned for you, YEAH!

Truck on
I don't know you
Feel so loco
Wanna go home
Truck on
Trucking on home
Had a bad year
Getting so low

Truck on
Trucking on home
Truck on
I don't know you

Our sensors are live but no longer respond

Truck on
I don't know you
Feel so loco
Wanna go home
Truck on
Trucking on home
Had a bad year
Getting so low

Truck on
Trucking on home
Truck on
I don't know you

Truck on
I don't know you
Feel so loco
Wanna go home
(We, you and I, must avoid the impulse to live only for today)
Truck on
Trucking on home
Had a bad year
Getting so low