Underground

You're the king of the underground
Where the only sound
Is your hick town failing heartbeat
And lots of crickets
So stake your trailer, bet your life
You've got a good home wife
I know she's out there waiting for you
Without a clue
Yeah, you gotta see your future
Through the window
Brave your future
Leaving home again
We'll take you down to New York City
Where the grass is broken glass
And the girls are not that pretty
But we don't care
So sell your future, bet your past
Because it's not gonna last
I know you're out there waiting for me
But you're just stuck
Yeah, you gotta throw your bad luck
Out the window
Brave your future
Leaving home again (kick it)
You like the trouble they're in
Just give 'em cigarettes and they'll be your friends
But don't their bad advice
They just wanna cut you down to size
Stay inside your room for days (you're leaving)
Wallow in a solipsistic haze (you're leaving)
So won't you take my good advice (you're leaving)
Get into your car and I'll be your eyes (you're leaving)
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving home
Yeah you've gotta see your future
Through the window
Brave your future
Leaving home again