Grant Lee Phillips See America
Sleeping in a yellow cab
My head against the barrier
Lost 'em as we touched St. Anne
Stepped from the
ferry boat there
Looked around the terminal
Paid the toll
And split the fare
Wake me up oh wake me before
Union Square
Got a couple numbers to call ah
Tryin' to wrack my brains
But I can't think of the name
Of the hotel at all
We're off to see America
We're asking for directions yes
We're off to see America
We're tumbling in our chariot
Speeding over soaking streets
Tides of the destitute wail
Coughing up a lung of steam
Rise from the underground rail
Never felt so far away
Up 'till now
But I was green
Wake me up oh wake me
before Union Square
Got a couple numbers to call ah
Tryin' to wrack my brains
But I can't think of the names
Of the people at all
We're off to see America
We're asking for directions yes
We're off to find America
We're tumbling in our chariot
What a slender thread I've been clinging to
All these cracks for me to slip into
We're off to see America
We're off to see America
We're asking for directions yes
