Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Great Midwest, artist - John Mellencamp.
Date of issue: 31.12.1978
Song language: English
Great Midwest |
Everything is slower here, everybody’s got a union card |
They get up on Sunday and go to church of their choice |
Come back home cook out in the backyard |
And they call this the Great Midwest |
Where the cornfields row and flow |
They’re all 5 years ahead of their time |
Or 25 behind, I just don’t know |
All the young men talk about their 4 wheel drives |
And how much money they’re gonna make on Friday night |
And, they like to brag about how they mistreat their girlfriends |
Hey, let’s get drunk, party it up, start a fight |
And they call this the Great Midwest |
Sure make a hell of a car |
And the old hearts, they race their way through the night |
The upheaval of who they really are |
Growin' up under normal conditions, television and radio |
That’s just about all of this whole world |
That any of us get to see, get to know |
And they call this the Great Midwest |
Where you sacrifice your body and soul |
And no one really wants to get even |
Most of us find it hard enough just lettin' go |
Don’t get me wrong I ain’t complaining |
I ain’t braggin' nor do I mean to place blame |
That’s just the way things are around here |
And there’s a future carryin' my name on it |
Sayin' hey man, you gonna stick around here you better get on it |
If you’re gonna stick around here you better make yourself some real good |
friends |
Well I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth |
So I can’t talk about the big city life |
But if you wanna talk about bein' bored and runnin' |
Away from yourself, hell I talk to you all night |
And they call this the Great Midwest |
Where livin' is just gettin' by |
And people trade in their happiness |
For a smokestack, a big money deal in the sky |