Two Way Action

I've been driving all night
 Bathing in flourescent light
 Of a western Tennessee gas station
 With a pack of two-way action
 I'm subsisting on a fraction
 And I close my eyes and pretend
 I'm on vacation
 But the light bleeds through
 And it's all green-blue
 There goes my imagination
 My return fills me with dread
 Will my house plants be all dead?
 My significant be with another?
 I say, "Okay, where was I?"
 But I can't repress a sigh
 And I think I'm gonna
 Yeah, I think I'm gonna call my mother
 Let the subject wander
 Issues of blonde hair
 Or something or other
 Like a bad haircut or a glass of cold water
 Some other things you wouldn't ordinarily thought of
 And will all be lost if you let it in
 Maybe I'll never ever feel it again
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 I've been driving all night
 Bathing in flourescent light
 Of a western Tennessee gas station
 With a pack of two-way action
 I'm subsisting on a fraction
 Of what used to be a sugar-free
 Half-melted bag of Tastetations
 That hard candy sensation
 It's sweeping the nation
 And it puts my mind in traction
 I'm subsisting on a fraction
 And I close my eyes and pretend
 I'm on vacation
 While it melts in my mouth
 Sill driving south
 In a TV Nation
 Like a bad haircut or a glass of cold water
 Shouldn't I say what I really shouldn't ought to
 And you spend half a day in some of these places
 Like a flash of white light that's in front of our faces
 A state of peristalsis or a parastatic stasis
 And we're off to the races
 Oh yeah, and we're off to the races
 Oh yeah, and we're off to the races
 Yeah, and we're off to the races