Lyrics:

I blinked, and I was 25
In a motel in Bozeman, Montana, eating kratom
With Dave
Funny thing about feelings is
They like to surf
The pain comes in waves
I was a cosmic American
With an AM station for a brain
Cigarette stains
Looking for a match
It was then and only then I realized
There's a list of things
I can do
And an even bigger one
Of things I can't
Bright as a cup of coffee in America
You're a masterpiece
I was tootin' my horn
Feeling forlorn
Low down as I could be
There's wild onions, honey
Livin' moss on the logs
Nothin' really dies down here, does it?
It just goes where it belongs
Come to my side
We got hot dogs
And we keep all
Our promises
You got your momma's Honda
Your daddy's jaundice
Never really kept you from being honest, baby
Don't be scared of nothin'
I sighed and I was 19 with face paint
Self-inflicted wound
And a half-pack of pall malls
With Linda, sweet Linda
Alan 50 watt amp subconcious
In a limestone cave
With a flashlight
Lookin' for a window
I was beating my drum
For my lost son
In the desert, Jesu joy of man's desire
It's dry in there
I was a veteran of an imaginary war
I'm still sore
I think part of me died in there
Bright as a cup of coffee in America
You're a masterpiece
I was tootin' my horn
Feeling forlorn
Low down as I could be
There's wild onions, honey
Livin' moss on the logs
Nothin' really dies down here, does it?
It just goes where it belongs
Come to my side
We got hot dogs
And we keep all
Our promises
You got your momma's Honda
Your daddy's jaundice
Never really kept you from being honest, baby
Don't be scared of nothin'
I met a fellow traveler on the trail
All's well that ends well
Say farewell to Orwell
We were shruggin'
All the skeptical monks in the swimmin' trunks
Doin' big slam dunks
I got 'em all to make up
They were huggin'
You had your corvette visions
With low ambitions
In that quonset that you lived in
Down stream
And you reached your zen
But the mind caved in
And the insurance ain't gonna cover
All them dreams
Bright as a cup of coffee in America
You're a masterpiece
I was tootin' my horn
Feeling forlorn
Low down as I could be
There's wild onions, honey
Livin' moss on the logs
Nothin' really dies down here, does it?
It just goes where it belongs
Come to my side
We got hot dogs
And we keep all
Our promises
You got your momma's Honda
Your daddy's jaundice
Never really kept you from being honest, baby
Don't be scared of nothin'
Don't be scared of nothin'