| I set out like Kerouac in my American car
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| Carryin’a dream and a road map
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| Deep in my American heart
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| But where’s those mountain majesties
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| Where’s those waves of grain
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| Billboards from sea to shining sea man it ain’t the same
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| They got Mount Rushmore on a cup
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| Everybody needs one of those
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| For a dollar more more they’ll fill it up You can drink out of Lincoln’s nose
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| They got the Hard Rock t-shirts, they got Elvis, too And sooner or later,
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| mark my words
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| You know they’re gonna get you
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| I’ve been searchin’for the promised land
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| But it’s just another neon, come on roadside stand
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| Little tin toys that fall apart
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| That’s all they got here
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| I come all this way to find my heart
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| All I get is souvenirs
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| Baby I believed in you,
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| I thought you believed in me
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| I thought we had a love that’s true, not a close facsimile
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| Now I don’t want your dimestore ring, turns my finger green
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| I don’t want your dimestore love
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| I want the real thing
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| I’ve been searchin’for the promised land
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| But it’s just another neon, come on roadside stand
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| Little tin toys that fall apart
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| That’s all they got here
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| I come all this way to find my heart
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| All I get is souvenirs |