Goin' To The Country

Noises from the highway

Keep me wide awake at night

The air I breathe is thick

And the pollution hurts my eyes

I'm going to the country

Leave it all behind

Well I'm going to the country

Got to rest my mind

Nightlife is a washout

Cars create a smell

Traffic and confusion

Make me wanna jump and yell

I'm going to the country

Leave it all behind

Well I'm going to the country

Got to rest my mind

This reminds me of the one about the traveling salesman

Stop me if you've heard this one

You see, this, this traveling salesman

He's going along this country road at night in his car

And he happens to be an Ex-Lax salesman

So anyway, he goes to the, this place

And, and there's this farmer, you see

Stop me if you've heard this one

There's this farmer there waiting

And he, he answers the door and then, uh, well anyhow

He answers the door and he says

"Well you can stay here but, like, leave my daughters alone"

Like, so anyway, he says "Yeah okay, I'll do that"

That was my wife

Houses stuck together

Apartments by the score

Your neighbor hears the footsteps

As you walk across the floor

I'm going to the country

Got to leave it all behind

Yes I'm going to the country

Got to rest my mind

People by the thousands

The sidewalks overflow

Subway trains are crowded

You have to push and shove

I'm going to the country

Leave it all behind

Yes I'm going to the country

Got to ease my mind