Bummed Out City - Joe Strummer, The Mescaleros

It was me, drove off the off ramp

Of the sweetheart highway

It was me, I admit I had the map

This is what I gotta say

We’re in Bummed Out City

That’s what the sign says

I plead your mercy and your pity

Is not life a mirror maze

The hardware store is never open

Until the quarter of the moon

Let’s leave town before the rodeo

Rides in with the typhoon

We’re in Bummed Out City

So come on, let’s operate

Let’s open a disc brake parlor

No, it never is too late

Before you know it you’ll be in Bummed Out City

In a cloud of dust and rust

And all the dogs biting on your exhaust pipe

Even they gonna show you trust

And it was me, drove off the off ramp

Of the sweetheart highway

It was me, I admit I had the map

This is what I gotta say

We’re in Bummed Out City

That’s what the sign says

I plead your mercy and your pity

Is not life a mirror maze

We’re in Bummed Out City

That’s what the sign says

I plead your mercy and your pity

Is not life a mirror maze

We’re in Bummed Out City

That’s what the sign says

I plead your mercy and your pity

Is not life a mirror maze

We’re in Bummed Out City

I plead your mercy and your pity

Is not life a mirror maze