Indiana

Daddy wanted me to leave it Indiana, Indiana in the cold Said, "You know you really don't need it Leave the fame for the road" I remember when I was leaving I was only six years old Oh, how my heart was beatin' About ready to explode One shot, honey, collect it all The dust inside the rusted souls You should get a ride 'cause you can't control The heart that beats under the bone Come on my combat chameleon Give it up, you've got your life to attend to Buttercup, you're entertaining the talk that is told through the teeth Of the mouths of the millions dyin' to meet ya Little do they know The Mississippi River won't kill you Unless you stand too close, my dear Take you to Louisiana A long, long way from here And the war's been a long time coming Yes, a long, long war's gonna come We're standing at the end of a story At the foot of a palindrome One shot, honey, collect it all The dust inside the rusted souls You should get a ride 'cause you can't control The heart that beats under the bone Come on my combat chameleon Give it up, you've got your life to attend to Buttercup, you're entertaining the talk that is told through the teeth Of the mouths of the millions dyin' to meet ya Little do they know