Up in Smoke

Oh Isaac, how I dig your music
Modest mouse blasting through my mind
I every time I hear it, I'm surprised by what I find
My brain just grinds and grinds with inspiration

Further filled with intuition
I've found my new mission
I've found my new mission
I wait now at the station
No longer filled with hesitation
In your lyrics I've seen the light
And I'm ready more than ever
To fight for what I think is right
Every second gone I feel so clever
I'm ready now more than ever

I drowse state to state clinging to my truckers atlas
My dashboard's busted, but I've still got you on the radio
Cause don't ya know, I can't wait to see your next show

Even as I march into the sea
I'm happy as a clam
Even though I may be goddamned
Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm goddamned

So I'm headed to Montana
To try my luck
I wade through the muck
But why should you give a fuck?

So they call me a hack
As they see me break my back
I may stare at your rack
Aw shit, kicked in the sack..

Well what do you know?
I finally made it to the show
The devil offered me some blow
Now I'm sure I'll regret it

I came here for some reason..
Just to see the changes of the seasons?
Now I kinda forgot...
I took my shot, now I don't feel so hot..

Now it's all but a gag, caughing in my rag
It all seems like such a joke, so I'll take another toke
Utterly broke, utterly broke, dreams gone up in smoke.