Wisconsin Or Bust
Thumb my way out of here to clear my head
I think I’ll fit in somewhere new I’m feeling dead
Hitch my way across state lines
Great journey to the dairy land
My trip is relaxing like a walk on the beach sand
As fate would have it my feet stay planted here
This must be some bogus weakness or fear
Chorus Wisconsin or bust if you loves cheese it’s a must
Packed two shirts and two pair of pants
With little money do I have a chance?
Walking down a highway dashes of yellow lines
Farwell to old friends my mind centers binding me here
Chorus Wisconsin or bust if you loves cheese it’s a must
Am I a man am I a freak
Am I geek are there words to speak
From lips moving ever so fast
Vibrations of sound in my throat won’t last
People cast stones at our brittle glass lives
We live as souls that touch so short of a time together
Sun at my back wind at my face better a world today better a place
Chorus Wisconsin or bust if you loves cheese it’s a must
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