Nebraska (moe.)

Super thick chunks of a broken life and reality At the dinner table come to me I said goodbye my friend my exit's here, The road's so long, a million miles or so, Too much for me I got to go, My navigator's here. They say it's nice this time of year, They say it's nice this time of year, They say it's nice this time of year on Jupiter, Except for the meteors (if you don't mind the meteors) And Nebraska's so flat that I don't care, I'll never use this map, have I made it clear I don't know jack but I'll stay sincere, Whoa-oh my navigator's here Super thick chunks of broken light in the Milky Way You never know if they're burning bright In Anchorage the sun's up about half the night, Half the day and most of the time The sun burns bright all the time Then the winter comes And they say it's nice this time of year, They say it's nice this time of year, They say it's nice this time of year in Anchorage, Except for the Polar bears (if you don't mind the frozen bears) And Nebraska's so flat that I don't care I'll never use this map, have I made it clear I don't know jack but I'll stay sincere Whoa-oh my navigator's here They say it's nice this time of year, They say it's nice this time of year, They say it's nice this time of year on Jupiter Except for the meteors (if you don't mind the meteors) And Nebraska's so flat that I don't care I'll never use this map, have I made it clear I don't know jack but I'll stay sincere Whoa-oh my navigator's here And Nebraska's so flat that I don't care I'll never use this map, have I made it clear I don't know jack but I'll stay sincere Whoa-oh my navigator's here They say it's nice this time of year on Jupiter