JEFFERSON DAVIS CONTINENTAL

Please take me home to a place where there's always neon burning
And then you can leave me all alone
And I'll sit and watch this soap opera world keep turning
And who could have remembered about the color of your hair last year
Yes tonight the commuters all lie dreaming
About grey flannel suits and a typewriter army screaming

The windows are all facing out of town
As the day makes it way past the old maid teacher sighing
But I just remember how it use to be
When life was natural and no one complained about dying
So come to the land of a thousand barbecues and I'll hold your hand
If you just don't tell me the time
But tonight be my sweet little Zelda dear
And we can hold our breath and we'll see whose really fooling

All the soldiers are holding their guns real tight
As they name the boys in letters to their mothers
And singles keep swinging all through the night
Disregarding both their health and their alma maters
But low and behold somebody is crawling
He still thinks he can make it in the underground
And I see that this movie is all sold out
But I guess that's the price of exposing yourself in public

And the days of the Stereo Indians end
Because a tie is now required everywhere except heaven
And the chrome and the concrete they still try to defend
All the morals that still lie East of Eden
And oh how I remember
When I was just two feet and I really felt close to the earth

And the calendar goes by so fast on the screen
And the old days are here again forever
And the fast draw is constantly getting better
And the Uncola is trying to get wilder and wetter
And do I have to do this just to earn a high school letter