Constitution State of Mind

Been in the car for three days

Feel a little bit run down

The band is relieved in a smoky way

Hauling ass homeward bound

We enter the constitution state

Comforted by common sounds

Of interstate traffic

The backseat is cracking

We're getting hysterical

A few weeks a year we escape on the pilgrimage to Anyplace

Where we can make a buck and some change

Laugh all of the ghosts away

Thank God everywhere that we go we're haunted by something intangible

To keep the Trooth alight

It keeps us rockin every night

It may sound a little trite

But the struggle makes the music come alive

Autumn breezes, crummy beaches, Aetna co-pay dues

How I love you, Nutmeg state

I can't complain too much

It's my home

My crutch

No matter what I do, I'll come back to you