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 rail-cars 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 I could 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, Cinicinatti, 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