Me debunk an American myth?
And take my life in my hands?
Where the great plains begin
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
Driving down a corduroy road
Weeds standing shoulder high
Ferris wheel is rusting off in the distance
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
Left alone to get gigantic hard
Huge and haunted
A generation so much dumber than its' parents came
Crashing through the window
A raven strains along the line of the road
Carrying a muddy, old skull
The wires whistle their approval
Off down the distance
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
I remember, I remember Buffalo
And I remember Hengelo
It would seem to me I remember every
Single fucking thing I know
If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me
They bury me someplace I don't want to be
You'll dig me up and transport me, unceremoniously
Away from the swollen city-breeze, garbage-bag trees
Whispers of disease and the acts of enormity
And lower me slowly, sadly and properly
Get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
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