Don't pass me a comb

Cause I got me a poem running through my mind

Don't remind me you're dead

Cause i'd rather think instead of the times you lived

Forcing the circumstance

Chasing ambulances up the road

Was that a laugh or cough?

Please drop my cousin off

He's heading home to Perth

He got his money's worth in Canada

But he sure had a lot to say about America today

But she's been beaten up, she's been battered down

But we all get confused

Lose sight of those tiny clues

Chasing ambulances

Some chasing the mighty buck

Some chase till their wheels get stuck

Some chasing piles of dirt

Some chasing a piece of skirt

Some chasing their own tails

Some chase till all else fails

Some chasing common sense

Some chasing a picket fence

Me, i'd rather chase you down

Don't ask me how I found the balls to say "hey, hey, hey..."

But I sure got a lot to learn about waiting for my turn

But i've been beaten up, i've been battered down

But we all get confused

Lose sight of those tiny clues

Chasing ambulances

I'd rather chase you down, yeah

Not ambulances, child, no

I'd rather chase you down

Not ambulances, child, no