Box Elder Lyrics - Westing (by Musket And Sextant) - Pavement

Wasn't the question you asked me 

It wasn't the answer I gave 

That made me feel like I was on a train 

Was a distant voice 

Made me make a choice 

That I had to get the fuck out of this town 

'Cause I got a lot of things to do, a lot of places to go 

Well, I've got a lot of good things coming my way 

And I'm afraid to say that you're not one of them 

Last time I was there 

You were out on the couch 

Pressed into a little electric tube 

It was the way that you smiled 

It made me know at once 

That I had to get the fuck out of this town 

'Cause I decide to take a stand 

Oh, I'm not gonna take your hand 

Oh, I'm taking the next bus outta here 

I'm gonna head to Box Elder, M.O. 

Box Elder, M.O., Box Elder, M.O. 

Box Elder, M.O.