There′s A Welcome Sign
The Slogan Is Insincere
If They Built The Interstate At A Recent DateThey Wouldn't Build It Here
We′re A Hundred Miles From The Closest Town
A Nosebleed Seat Where Your World Spins Out Of The Shot
I Never Gave It A Thought

I Got My Wind Knocked Out
Where All The Windmills Crowd
The Greatest View From A While

To The Passerby
Glad For A Road This Clear
To Roll Through The State At A Decent Rate By The Startled Deer
And The Drive Won't Stop 'til The Third World War
When The Streams Run Dry Or A Similar Sort Of Event
I′ll Never See Them Again

I Got My Wind Knocked Out
Where All The Windmills Crowd
The Greatest View From A While