Standing on the corner in the middle of the night, begging dollars from people I see
Trying to book a ticket on a one-way ride up out of these dirty streets
And I don't know where I'm going no more
I don't know, and I don't care

Well the railcars running though these streets so fast, I would jump one if they'd just slow down
There's killers on the road so it ain't much chance of me trying and hitching around
Ah but if I had a dollar, boy, I'd find me a game and I bet you I could turn it into five
And if I had five I'd book a bullet train and ride it to the end of the line
And I don't know where I'm going no more
I don't know, and I don't care

Well Chicago, Cincinnati, New York City, Tucumcari, Amarillo or Los Angeles
Saskatoon, Baton Rouge, Miami, Johnson City, or anywhere in between
Anywhere but here, anywhere at all, I'm just looking for a change
I don't want to see the sun rising up on this dirty little town again
And I don't know where I'm going no more
I don't know, and I don't care
And I don't know where I'm going no more
I don't know, and I don't care