From the recording The Paint Splats

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Lyrics

Never really liked the idea of leaving
Thought it was something you said
But never nothing you did
But ever since, oh, I can remember
It's been our number one ear offender
And I don't think that that worm will ever pass

Went to prom in that blue VW bus
The gawking few, they could not get enough
Then we turned, oh, 23
Had the whole world at our feet
Then realized at 25 that was a lie

So if you wanted me to go
I would not hesitate to kick down this door
Meet me in the end my friend
And we will share that bus to the west
Like we always wanted to
'stead of watchin' the paint dry - again

My valves are getting harder by the day
Blood pumps through but it's hard to feel my face
I don't think I've got too long
But maybe my orthodontist is wrong
And, hey, man, wouldn't that be great?

So get up from that bed I wanna get going
Those sheets are choking your neck
No oxygen is flowing
Your doctor said you're gonna pass
Your lungs can't take it, you're brain won't last
So I wheeled your ass out onto the interstate

And we rode those winding rodes
That our fathers had only dreamed about
And we rose before the roses
Popped our eyes out
Cause like our momma's said
That sorta thing happens when you're dead

So if you wanted me to go
I would not hesitate to kick down this door
Meet me in the end my friend
And we will share that bus to the west
Like we always wanted to
'stead of watchin' the paint dry
Cause like momma always said
Bad things start to happen when you're dead