Trapped Like a Rat in Myers Flat

Trapped Like a Rat in Myers Flat - Slow Gherkin

Ask me which way to go

Which way to go

Ask me which sin to bear

Which sin to bear

I'll tell you I don't know

Our hearts are full of woe

Our heads are full of trash

Full of trash

We'd better stop and get some gas

Get some gas

Peter's getting kooky on Blatz

And we're trapped like rats in Myers Flat

We never stop to rationalize

We just get in the car

In the car

If we don't blow this f**king taqueria

Then we won't get very far

I thought I'd left my troubles home

But my hand got caught in the door

This highway isn't so predictable

Well

It just changes and it changes and it changes some more

My eyes are made of glass

We'd better stop and get some gas

Godot said he'd be back in a flash

And we're just trapped like rats in Myers Flat

Did Brigham already pass us

Or is he slow as molasses

They left me here

I'm all alone

Now the population's 101

You know I haven't slept in days

But I've never felt this giddy before

Giddy before

I'll finish off another wounded soldier

And I'll pass out on the floor

It would help if I could talk

But for now all I can do is just sing

I'm sorry if I left you out in the rain

Do I miss you

Yeah

I missed you because I didn't swing

I'll finish off another wounded soldier

My head is full of trash

My eyes are made of glass

We'd better stop and get some gas

Put in a tape by The Clash

And we're trapped like rats in Myers Flat

This homesickness is killing me

Caught up in this sad song reverie

I know it's no use fighting time

Don't want to leave this road behind

Don't want to leave this road behind