Into the Cornfields

Driving through the south

No need to stop for gas

That’s all taken care of

By the gas man

Some of it is very beautiful

And some of it has scars

And some of it is ugly

As a bigot in a bar

Driving through the south by car

Me and Bonn and Charlie B

The night makes us stop

By the side of the road for tea

I stare up in the distance

A branding iron is stuck up in the night sky

It’s in the shape of America

And it’s in flames

But I’m not sure why

Into the cornfields

Into the cornfields

And we know a secret

It happened some time ago

A woman killed a man here

She was in a traveling show

Burlesque you could say

With breasts and body beautiful

But serpents appeared from her shoulder blades

That’s why the people come

Into the cornfields

Into the cornfields

Into the cornfields

We don’t we don’t we don’t want to go

We’re in Virginia now

It’s so beautiful and green

Hill and valleys and opens skies

Yes it’s the best we’ve ever seen

We’re still sitting by the roadside

Waitin’ for a sign

Yeah me and Bonn and Charlie B

Together for a time

Into the cornfields

Into the cornfields

Into the cornfields

We don’t we don’t we don’t want to go

Into the cornfields

Into the cornfields

Into the cornfields

We don’t we don’t we don’t want to go back there