Tekster: Flaming Lips. Telepathic Surgery. Redneck School of Technology.

I'm draggin' everybody down
But being healthy's just
A big drag anyway

I'm startin' to reconsider things
I'm gonna live like a trucker
Without his uppers every day

Me and mom sit and talk all night
About peace and love and politics
And the millionaires we'll be someday

My momma told me something once
She told me something
I forget what it was

Ronny Van Zandt's ghost lives inside of me
But he just sits there
I don't know what he does

[Incomprehensible]

I'm leaving everything behind
Except my mind and my valentine
If I got time

Gonna drive to some redneck town
Where they hold class
On the middle of the night

If my school had burned to the ground
I would've gotten smarter sooner
And you know that's right, you know that's right