Zachary by Them Airs Lyrics

(Let me tell you ‘bout my best man)

Entry is barred till seven
Slow leaks are bound to happen

I’m going to the west coast
Gonna see the Hoover Dam and all its furnishings

The road is hot and flaccid
There’s no way you can make me go

I’m going to the west coast
Gonna see the Grand Canyon and all its native slapback

I should’ve seen this coming
With that new kick in your stride

I’m going to the west coast
Gonna fill my truck with oily sludge and never come back

Just go, I will not miss you
I’ve found a job making plastic hats
I’m going to the west coast
Gonna fill my truck with gas tanks and drive it straight into Yellowstone

(And blow it up square)