Gee, Must've Taken A Wrong Turn At Albuquerque

It's a landslide, but I'm not moving there
that place where all the crooks cast dirty grins and looks
her covers stained with lust, and we ache from all the fuss

Paint a line for us
Cage us up
Thank you, that's enough

I bet your worst lie could stand up to mine
I bet you're just dying to be part of something new