Me debunk an american myth
and take my life in my hands
where the great plains begin
at the hundredth meridian
at the hundredth meridian
where the great plains begin

Driving down a corduroy road
weeds standing shoulder high
Ferris wheel is rusting
off in the distance

At the hundredth meridian
at the hundredth meridian
at the hundredth meridian
where the great plains begin

Left alone to get gigantic
hard, huge and haunted
a generation so much dumber than it's parents
came crashing through the window
a raven strains along the line of the road
carrying muddy old skull
the wires whistle their approval
off down the distance

At the hundredth meridian (hundredth meridian)
at the hundredth meridian (you're going to miss me)
at the hundredth meridian (trust me)
where the great plains begin (at the hundredth meridian)
at the hundredth meridian (at the hundredth meridian)
at the hundredth meridian (you're going to miss me)
at the hundredth meridian (trust me)
where the great plains begin

I remember, I remember Buffalo
and I remember Hengelo
it would seem to me
I remember every single fucking thing I know

If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me
if they bury me some place I don't want to be
you'll dig me up and transport me, unceremoniously
away from the swollen city breeze, garbage bag trees
whispers of disease and the acts of enormity
and lower me slowly and sadly and properly
get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy

At the hundredth meridian (hundredth meridian)
at the hundredth meridian (you're going to miss me)
at the hundredth meridian (trust me)
where the great plains begin (at the hundredth meridian)
at the hundredth meridian (at the hundredth meridian)
at the hundredth meridian (baby, you're going to miss me)
at the hundredth meridian (trust me)
where the great plains begin