Sunday, February 20, 2005

Nebraska

I want to sleep in, but I’m walkin’ out the door
I want to make love, but I’m off to fight war
Well, there’s only one thing that I know for sure
I ain’t in Nebraska anymore

I want to be good, I want to go to church and pray
And then steal the preacher’s truck and drive drunkenly away
There’s only one thing that I know for sure
I ain’t in Nebraska anymore

Chorus:
Nebraska is a fine state
Mysterious and sexy like a blind date
Nebraska, so stoic and serene
I got lost in the cornfield of your dreams

I’m a scared desperado, I’m a fearless Casanova
I sometimes get confused between Osama and Jehovah
Well, there’s only one thing that I know for sure
I ain’t in Nebraska anymore

I’m a rodeo legend, I’m a hip hop city slicker
I’m a wealthy land owner, I’m a homeless cotton picker
There’s only one thing that I know for sure
I ain’t in Nebraska anymore

Chorus:
Nebraska is a fine state
Mysterious and sexy like a blind date
Nebraska, so stoic and serene
I got lost in the cornfield of your dreams

Nebraska is a mind state
Like Idaho or Texas, it’s a headspace
Nebraska, is the place I’m dreamin’ of
Turn me loose in the cornfield of your love
Turn me loose in the cornfield of your love
Turn me loose…in the cornfield…of your LOVE.

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