On the corner of
A sunburn
On the corner of
Grant and Houston
There's a man undercover
And it shan't be too hard to see
What he discovered
An odd sea of pants at their inseams
Maybe his ankle's cuffed
His mother's runner up
He's consumed by surefire
Signs that we will find him
On the run
"My son
Just another year til
You get out of here
It's just one of those stories"
On the corner of
Oakmont and Turnberry
University's
Become his adversary
Sign that we will find him
On the run
Another cover up
Everyone's got it tough
Lifting weights on the moon
Try to aim for something
More realistic
On the corner of
The blue dot
And the Greek god's great storm
Mindlessness provided by the gun
He needs to stay up
He's got his lover tucked
Deep sea diving on Neptune
"My son
Just another year til
You get out of here
It's just one of those stories
My son
Just another year til
You get out of here
It's just one of those stories
My son
Just another year til
You get out of here
It's just one of those stories"