The garbage truck is running late
I can’t believe this is my fate
I’m sitting all alone
waiting for you to come back home
I watch the still life on the wall
it’s tulips on a pedestal
it doesn’t matter much to me
but we should have bought the Cherokee
We could have run away for days
from this God forsaken place
The clouds are heavy in the sky
I know it’s gonna rain but
I read on my license plate that
Florida is the Sunshine state
We left it all behind
Oh Lord, oh Lord
We’ll leave it all behind
Oh Lord, oh Lord
We could have run away for days
from this God forsaken place
A Johnny Rockets down the street
is playing 50’s music beats
Oh my God I wish they’d change
they’ve played the same songs now for days
I hear a thunder far away
the forecast says it’s gonna rain
but on my license plate it says
Florida is the Sunshine state
We left it all behind
Oh Lord, oh Lord
We’ll leave it all behind
Oh Lord, oh Lord
We could have run away
for days from this
God forsaken place