you wait Put in the new shocks and the anti-light brakes One touch ignition for a convenience sake And when I'm through it's gonna look and run better
a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down And I'm checking out the road signs Highway hotels And their air-conditioned cable-ready cold padded cells And
sweet disorder never served me as well As a tape recorder and a worn-out Dell Time to reorder, man I feel like hell I wonder what's on TV And now it
They sell posters of girls washing cars And unicorns and stars And Guns N' Roses album covers They've got most of the Barney DVDs Coffee mugs and tees
has got a different name Michael and Heather may never get home again Michael and Heather at the lost and found Looking for luggage that's soft and brown
they both know They talk about real estate, prostates, Costco And when they finish up they leave a twenty on the table The waitress picks it up with their half-eaten bagels And
I've got everything I need Here on the Planet of Weed There's not much going on But it's just my speed There's no hatred and no greed Here on the
the call And she's searching around the dial For a song that'll make her smile And she's turning out to be Immune to gravity And I don't know the degree
Seatbacks and traytables up Stow your newspapers and cups We're about to touch down Midwestern town through the haze Customs a massive expanse And
the races All the goddamn horses kept falling on their faces Didn't fare much better at the Taj Mahal Chalk it up to bad luck and free alcohol And now
somebody on the other line Puts Coldplay on, pours a glass of wine Curls up with a book about organized crime When it's late, and it's hot And a
For the long weekend but something don't seem right And your best friend Renee keeps on saying she saw you at the Gap with somebody in a baseball cap And
we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Oooh we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather
inside? A little more time And now the girl is mine I hit her with My very best pick up line She puts down my file Stares at me awhile And I
I've got everything I need Here on the Planet of Weed There's not much going on But it's just my speed There's no hatred and no greed Here on the Planet
got a different name Michael and Heather may never get home again Michael and Heather at the lost and found Looking for luggage that's soft and brown