From the recording The Cutting Room Floor

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Lyrics

We took the freeway out of town....we found a place to settle down
We bought a driveway and a swing set and a dog
You got your very own bathroom....I got my very own workshop in the basement
 
We sit around staring at the wall-to-wall, take field trips to our favorite mall
Waiting for the day when all the kids grow up and leave us here
 
If you need me, I'll be downstairs, with the shop vac
You can call but I probably won't hear you...because it's loud with the shop vac on
But you'll be OK, ‘cause you'll be upstairs, with the TV
You can cry and I probably won't hear you, because it's loud with the shop vac on
 
We hung a flag above the door, checked out the gourmet grocery store
I bought a mower I can ride around the yard
But we haven't got real friends, and now the fake ones have stopped calling
 
Maybe if you forget to hide the keys, I'll take a ride to Applebee's
I'll come home drunk on daiquiris and throw up in the neighbor's pond
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I like the Starbucks here that's better than the other one
Because the other one's not as good
They really need to put a light there cause it's hard to turn
It's hard to make a left turn...solo
 
And when it's time to go to bed...I'm still awake inside my head
I'm floating up above the house and looking down
I guess I gotta go back there, I guess there never was any other answer
 
And as the freeway hums the cars go by, the headlights roll across the sky
Many miles away but I can see them speeding through the dark
 
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