I Don't Wanna Go Home

Good boy Jack got his good boy wife Keeps frames on the wall, makes him pecan pie But the fires inside keep him up at night Screaming "If you're dreaming and you gotta get going, get gone" Leaves wife in the door cause she understands Even packs his lunch like a good wife can 96 Crown Vic, half a gallon of gas And a gold road with the ghosts of poets past OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH I don't wanna go home! No no no no... But thanks for the offer my friend I don't wanna go home! No no no no... But thanks for the offer Thanks for the offer Thanks for the offer my friend OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH Now the wind falls hard and the rain blows fast And the wheels cut road like a train off tracks He stares so straight past a lightning crash And the picture of his wife she left on the dash Down, down, down the hill And the wheels explode into thick, thick air When the roof comes off, Jack is nothin but nothin The vultures up above hear him muttering something OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH I don't wanna go home! No no no no... But thanks for the offer my friend I don't wanna go home! No no no no... But thanks for the offer Thanks for the offer Thanks for the offer my friend OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH When the Crown Vic kicks and can't go no more Jack holds that wheel, Jack don't let go "Can't quit now" he whispers over and over While the picture of his wife floats slow to the floor OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH I don't wanna go home! No no no no... But thanks for the offer my friend I don't wanna go home! No no no no... Thanks for the offer Thanks for the offer Thanks for the offer my frieeeeeend I don't wanna go home! No no no no... OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH OOOHOHOHOHOHOHOH