We were riding north to chicago on route 65   we'd played the first show on a tour of 45   limey Shawn and Bryan rode in the truck 16 miles away   me Shal Pete and Lamar thumbed down the ramp of exit 158   the smell of farm and diesel fuel it burned in the 3:00 sun   16 miles to the garage with a bottle of water and our thumbs.   Dead bottle caps buds and birds we passed   on the way who's gonna pick up 4 punks in indiana on sunday      here we go!   "the diagnosis wasn't good" is what Don the ford guy said.   Stuck in indiana for a week cuz the bus was dead.   24 hour white castle 25cent refills for a while we know   what to do with no money riding down the jewel   of the denial. Loaded with our sleeping bags we hitched a ride to town   we ran into some punky kids bought some beers   they showed us around under a bridge by the river   we got drunk and sang clash songs we were saved just   in time by the sonic iquana here we go!.