Pigs That Ran Straightaway Into the Water, Triumph Of

You're gonna send me back to where I came from
 Please don't send me back to where I came from
 Let me go
 Where the white magnolias grow
 They're gonna fit me for that orange jumpsuit
 Please don't fit me for that orange jumpsuit
 Let me ride
 Where the dragonflies glide
 Yeah, but you're going to do what you want to do
 No matter what I ask of you
 You think you hold the high hand, I've got my doubts
 I come from Chino, where the asphalt sprouts
 Big bus headed southeast from the courthouse
 But I'm not headed southeast from the courthouse
 Let some mysterious chunk of space debris
 Puncture the roof and set me free
 And even if I have to go to Claremont
 Well, I guess I'll just have to go to Claremont
 Let me go
 Let me lie low
 Yeah, but you're going to do what you want to do
 No matter what I ask of you
 And you send your dark messengers to tempt me
 I come from Chino, so all your threats are empty