I can't take this kinda pressure
I must confess one more dusty road
Would be just a road too long
Worthless...
I just can't, I just can't
I just can't seem to get started!
Don't have the heart to live in the fast lane
All that has passed and gone
Worthless!
There ain't nothing you can do about it
Worthless!
Pardon me while I panic!
Worthless! Worthless! Worthless!
I come from KC Missouri
And I got my kicks down on Route 66
Every truck stop from Butte to MO
Motown to Old Alabama
From Texarkana and east of Savanna
From Tampa to Old Kokomo
Worthless...
I once ran the Indy 500
I must confess I'm impressed how I did
And I wonder how close that I came
Now I get a sinking sensation
I was the top of the line
Out of sight, out of mind
So much for fortune and fame
Once took a Texan to a wedding
Once took a Texan to a wedding
He kept forgetting, his loneliness letting
His thoughts turn to home, and we turned
I took a man to a graveyard
I beg your pardon, it's quite hard enough
Just living with the stuff I have learned
Worthless...
Once drove a surfer to Sunset
There were bikinis and buns filled with weenies
Believe me, just couldn't forget
Pico, let's go up to Zuma
Pico, let's go up to Zuma
From Zuma to Yuma
The rumor was I had a hand in the lay of the land
Get up and go hit the highway
I worked on a reservation
Who would believe they would love me and leave
On a bus back to old Santa Fe?
Once in an Indian nation
I took the kids on the skids with a Hopi
Who was happy to lie there and say:
"You're worthless!"
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