St. Louis runs, rum, gin, and tequila

(Better than we are)

Down and everybody’s feelin’

Better than we are

The lips got wet, and the rim of the glass got red

(Better than we are)

So you fall down to understand

Never to proceed in thoughts so grand

The oats that we sow sprouted outside Madera

That’s Ohio in the middle of nowhere, in some field

The people and lines that connect them aren’t that

Different

(Better than we are)

Pharmaceuticals taught me this

(Nowhere better than we are)

Midwest pale compared to what you never to believe in

(Thoughts so grand)

That’s the east coast mouth, eyes, hands, and

Concealed

(Better than we are)

But the movies will run forever in these fields

(Better than we are)

In the middle of nowhere, better that we are