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Van Dyke Parks
Van Dyke Parks
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David Newman
David Newman
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Van Dyke Parks
Van Dyke Parks
Composer

Lyrics

I can't take this kind of pressure I must confess one more dusty road Would be just a road too long Worthless I just can't, I just can't, I just can't seem to get started Don't have the heart to live in the fast lane All that has passed and gone Worthless (and there ain't nothing you can do about it) Worthless (pardon me while I panic) Worthless, worthless, worthless I come from KC Missouri And I got my kicks out on Route 66 Every truck stop from Butte to MO Motown to Old Alabama From Texarkana and East of Savannah From Tampa to old Kokomo Worthless I once ran the Indy 500 I must confess, I'm impressed how I did it I wonder how close that I came Now I get a sinking sensation I was the top of the line, out of sight, out of mind So much for fortune and fame Once took a Texan to a wedding Once took a Texan to a wedding He kept forgetting, his loneliness letting His thoughts turn to home and we turned I took a man to a graveyard I beg your pardon, it's quite hard enough Just living with the stuff I have learned Worthless Once drove a surfer to sunset There were bikinis and buns, there were weenies Fellini just couldn't forget Pico, let's go up to Zuma Pico, let's go up to Zuma From Zuma to Yuma, the rumor was I had a hand in the lay of the land Get up and go hit the highway I worked on a reservation Who would believe they would love me and leave On a bus back to old Santa Fe? Once in an Indian Nation I took the kids on the skids, where the Hopi was happy 'til I heard 'em say "You're worthless"
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