We come from dirt and sand,
I'm dry, i'm hurt, i can't stand
Crumbled, dissolved
Wanting to drown
and the ground stays down
Lets take a trip to Omaha
Asphalt is steep the whole way there
pitched in black, there's no looking back
Dig deeper under lines and sink in your stare
on coming cars run like knives in the track
Lets take a trip to Omaha,
lets take a trip to Omaha-ha-ha,
Omaha-ha-ha, Omaha-ha-ha
Snake and Roll, like an ocean WHOA!
Wave electric guitars like an ocean of road
Stuck in a truck till the sun comes up!
Hours from now your sense of self wears down!