Not In Kansas

I am not in Kansas I can't slow down and I can't stand it Broadcast News into Hallelujah Hanne Darboven had a great idea Make a list, write it down Shave your head, draw a crown Move back home with mom and dad The pool is drained and they are not there My bedroom is a stranger's gunroom Ohio's in a downward spiral I can't go back there anymore Since alt-right opium went viral I am not in Kansas Where I am, I don't know where Take me for a walk and blame this On the water dripping off the spear You even get to wear a dress And feed his flesh to wayward daughters Everyone is so impressed Teachers, neighbors, mothers, fathers First Testament was really great The sequel was incredible Like the Godfathers or the first two Strokes Every document's indelible Infidels and Heartbreak Beats Smidges of bad ecstasy I must have left it in my pocket With my Christianity in my rocket I'm binging hard on Annette Bening I'm listening to R.E.M. again "Begin The Begin", over and over "Begin The Begin", over and over I am not in Kansas Where I am, I don't know where Take me for a walk and blame this On the water dripping off the spear If the sadness of life makes you tired And the failures of man make you sigh You can look to the time soon arriving When this noble experiment winds down and calls it a day My shadow's getting shorter I'm a child at the border Oh, godmother you can't ignore us There isn't anybody else left to love us I wanted you when I was a child I raked the leaves and I started fires Now I'm reading whatever you give me It's half your fault so half-forgive me I'm way behind in reflex math Biphasic sleepless emotional crashes Two days into one, shove 'em together I always wake up way before the weather My mother needs an army But I'm leaving home and I'm scared that I won't Have the balls to punch a Nazi Father, what is wrong with me? I am not in Kansas Where I am, I don't know where Take me for a walk and blame this On the water dripping off the spear Oil droppers, rubber gloves I raked the leaves, I lit 'em up I read whatever it is you give me It's half your fault so half-forgive me At the real Neil Armstrong taught me To play cutthroat at my Aunt Angela's house While my real dad's skate got caught in the ice And he drove us home with a spiral fracture It was then I was enlightened Roberta Flack the whole way home I was entirely unfrightened Dozing off and eternally unalone The flowers cover over everything They cover over everything The flowers cover over everything I am not in Kansas Where I am, I don't know where Take me for a walk and blame this On the water dripping off the spear Time has come now to stop being human Time to find a new creature to be Be a fish or a weed or a sparrow For the Earth has grown tired and all of your time has expired Oh, the gardens are sprouting with flowers All the tree-tops are bursting with birds And the people all know that it's over They lay down their airs and they hang up their tiresome words --- Not In Kansas - The National