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Lyrics for 'Interstate 8' by 'Modest Mouse'
Spent 18 Hours Waiting Stoned For Space
I Spent The Same 18 Hours In The Same Damn Place
I'm On A Road Shaped Like A Figure 8
I'm Going Nowhere, But I'm Guaranteed To Be Late
You Go Out Like A Riptide
You Know That Ball Has No Sides
You're An Angel With An Amber Halo
Black Hair And The Devil's Pitchfork
Wind-up Anger With The Endless View Of
The Ground's Colorful Patchwork
How Have You Been? (x2)
How Have You? (x2)
I Drove Around For Hours, I Drove Around For Days
I Drove Around For Months And Years And Never Went No Place
We're On A Pass, We're On Pass
I Stopped For Gas, But Where Could Place Be
To Pay For Gas To Drive Around
Around The Interstate 8
You Go Out Like A Riptide
You Know That Ball Has No Sides
You're An Angel With An Amber Halo
Black Hair And The Devil's Pitchfork
Wind-up Anger With The Endless View Of
The Ground's Colorful Patchwork
How Have You Been? (x2)
How Have You? (x2)
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