Two Way Action

I've been driving all night

Bathing in flourescent light

Of a western Tennessee gas station

With a pack of two-way action

I'm subsisting on a fraction

And I close my eyes and pretend I'm on vacation

But the light bleeds through

And it's all green-blue

There goes my imagination

My return fills me with dread

Will my house plants be all dead

My significant be with another

I say ok where was I

But I can't repress a sigh

And I think I'm gonna, yeah I think I'm gonna call my mother

Let the subject wander

Issues of blonde hair

Or something or other

Like a bad haircut or a glass of cold water

Some other things you wouldn't ordinarily of thought a

And will all be lost if you let it in

Maybe I'll never ever feel it again

I've been driving all night

Bathing in flourescent light

Of a western Tennessee gas station

With a pack of two-way action

I'm subsisting on a fraction

Of what used to be a sugar-free

Half-melted bag of Tastations

That hard candy sensation

It's sweeping the nation

And it puts my mind in traction

I'm subsisting on a fraction

And I close my eyes and pretend I'm on vacation

While it melts in my mouth

Sill driving south

In a TV Nation

Like a bad haircut or a glass of cold water

Shouldn't I say what I really shouldn't oughta

And you spend half a day in some of these places

Like a flash of white light that's in front of our faces

A state of peristalsis or a parastatic stasis

And we're off to the races

oh yeah, and we're off to the races

oh yeah, and we're off to the races

Yeeeeeeah, and we're off to the races