Lyrics

[Verse 1] There were twenty, maybe twenty-five of us Driving out to California in a bus We were looking for a good time And a radio station we could trust Suddenly we heard an angry thud And our mighty chariot turned into a dud We were stopped there in our tracks, man Adjacent to some cows chewing their cud [Pre-Chorus 1] Lord, please send some mercy down to me (50 miles south of Bowling Green) This will clearly never be my scene (Why does every city start with "C"?) [Chorus 1] There's only one sure thing that I know: I've got to get out of Ohio 'Til then I'll never feel love [Verse 2] They say that what you give is what you're gonna get It's no wonder everything's gone to shit Cause they've given us John Boehner And you better believe they've given us Jean Schmidt Now the floodgates of hell have opened wide That's a bad idea, all politics aside They're gonna roll out Joe the Plumber Just to make sure our minds get properly fried [Pre-Chorus 2] Lord, be merciful and let me die (50 miles south of Lodi) Round on both ends and the middle's high (What's so great about a buckeye?) [Chorus 2] Pulled by its riptide and undertow There's no escaping from Ohio I'll never get to feel love [Bridge] Hey! The walls, they're closing in But I'm just in sight of Michigan The only way that I'll attain 'ya Is if I get over to Pennsylvania [Chorus 3] Except for GBV and Devo Nothing seems to redeem Ohio It is the state that killed my love [Outro] Hey! Don't you want to come with me Hey! And make a break for Kentucky? Hey! I still got something to put in 'ya Hey! But we'll have to go to West Virginia And I've heard great things about Indiana, too