Last played: 2013/02/14 Toronto, ON
Debut: 1991/11/15 Amsterdam, NED
Album: Fully Completely (1992)
Notes: See Courage.
Me debunk an American myth?
And take my life in my hands?
Where the great plains begin,
at the hundredth meridian.
At the hundredth meridian,
where the great plains begin.
Driving down a corduroy road,
weeds standing shoulder high.
Ferris wheel is rusting off in the distance.
At the hundredth meridian where the great plains begin.
Left alone to get gigantic;
hard, huge and haunted
A generation so much dumber than it's parents came
crashing through the window.
A raven strains along the line of the road,
carrying muddy old skull.
The wires whistle their approval,
off down the distance.
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
I remember, I remember Buffalo and I remember Hengelo
It would seem to me I remember every
single fuckin' thing I know
If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me,
they bury me someplace I don't want to be,
you'll dig me up and transport me, unceremoniously,
away from the swollen city-breeze, garbage-bag trees,
whispers of disease and the acts of enormity
and lower me slowly, sadly and properly
Get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy,
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
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