Escape from Ohio - Electric Six

There were twenty, maybe, twenty-five of us

Drivin' out to California in a bus

We were looking for a good time

And a radio station we could trust

Suddenly we heard an angry thud

And our mighty chariot turned into a dud

We were stopped there in our tracks, man

Adjacent to some cows chewing their cud

Lord, please send some mercy down to me

50 miles south of Bowling Green…

This will clearly never be my scene

Why does every city start with 'C'?

There’s only one sure thing that I know

I’ve got to get out of Ohio!

'Til then I’ll never feel love

They say that what you give is what you’re gonna get

It’s no wonder everything’s gone to shit

Because they’ve given us John Boehner

You better believe they’ve given us Jean Schmidt!

And the floodgates of hell have opened wide

It’s better to get all politics aside

They’re gonna roll out Joe the Plumber

Just to make sure our minds get properly fried

Lord, be merciful and let me die

50 miles south of Lodi

Round on both ends and the middle’s high

What’s so great about a buckeye?

Whose might is riptide and undertow

There’s no escaping from Ohio

I’ll never get to feel love

Hey

The walls they are closing in

But I’m just in sight of Michigan

The only way that I’ll obtain ya

Is if I get over to Pennsylvania

Except for GBV, and DEVO

Nothing seems to redeem Ohio

It is the state that killed my love

Hey!

Don’t you want to come with me

Hey!

And make a break for Kentucky

Hey!

I still got something to put in ya

Hey!

But we’ll have to go to West Virginia

And I’ve heard great things about Indiana, too