Lyrics

I have a home in my pocket And when it's unfolded it's bigger than the state of Kansas, or Missouri Or Wyoming And I have a hole in my head And when I bend over, everything just pours right out to the floor Goodbye, memories 'Cause memories make me sad, memories make me mad Now I know why my head lets my mind fall out Yes, it's true, now I know the reason why my head Lets my mind fall out of my skull I had a dream of a train Climbing the tracks It took me up to Machu Picchu Where I threw those memories into And Oklahoma, I miss you I miss your trees and your oil fields, tall and blue That's where I threw those memories into 'Cause memories make me sad Memories make me mad And now I know, why my head lets my mind fall out Yes, it's true, now I know the reason why my head lets my mind fall out of my skull Oh, memories, I hate you Oh, memories, I hate you Oh, memories, I hate you