Mass Re-Done

[Verse 1]

Pulled over at midday

The joker's still wet behind the ears

You read off a novel of novice citations

Outside the service station

The glue sets beneath our heels

[Chorus]

My baby is in Massachusetts

And all this booze is useless

Sunset singing our scratched-out, sighin' souls to sleep

And the cashier here is ruthless

Jeanette, I wrote your name down

But I'd hate that job as much as you do if I was stuck between

Brunswick and Jefferson, too

[Verse 2]

Days like this, I miss listenin' to records

Making chili together, dirt roads and dead-end streets

I tried sleeping at MJ without you last night

But that didn't work at all, 'cause I couldn't sleep

Sometimes, I wish it was still last summer, and

You and I still lived in fuckin' West Philly

And we were playing a show in Nebraska, or Austin, Texas

Asking the kids what they ate for breakfast

But here I am, Valero bathroom

Who's paid to keep these things cliché?

Bury me beneath New York State

It's the only place where I feel dead

[Chorus]

My baby is in Massachusetts

And all this booze is useless

Sunset singing our scratched-out, sighin' souls to sleep

And the cashier here is ruthless

Jacob, I wrote your name down

But I hate this job as much as you do

But now, we're stuck between