white bread

we're driving around coming to your town

this is the fifth time the van broke down

but we're on our way so you can see us play

we'll get there one day

we're in missouri

a place to dread

we're all living on white bread

nothing's new

everything's been said

i want to go to bed

we're in detroit ready to go

but no one's coming to see the show

how we're gonna get home

i don't know

$9 is all of our doe

we're in las vegas

a place to be

all our change is in the slot machines

it's about 125 degrees

i want to go to sleep

we're all living on white bread

i!

want!

bread!