See America

Grant Lee Phillips

Sleeping in a yellow cab

My head against the barrier

Lost 'em as we touched St. Anne

Stepped from the ferry boat there

Looked around the terminal

Paid the toll

And split the fare

Wake me up oh wake me before Union Square

Got a couple numbers to call ah

Tryin' to wrack my brains

But I can't think of the name

Of the hotel at all



We're off to see America

We're asking for directions yes

We're off to see America

We're tumbling in our chariot



Speeding over soaking streets

Tides of the destitute wail

Coughing up a lung of steam

Rise from the underground rail

Never felt so far away

Up 'till now

But I was green

Wake me up oh wake me before Union Square

Got a couple numbers to call ah

Tryin' to wrack my brains

But I can't think of the names

Of the people at all



We're off to see America

We're asking for directions yes

We're off to find America

We're tumbling in our chariot



What a slender thread I've been clinging to

All these cracks for me to slip into



We're off to see America

We're off to see America

We're asking for directions yes

We're tumbling in our chariot



Ooh see America

America

We're off to see America