when your hometown turns to shit

wipers refuse to work
and the rain's pouring down
and I'm driving like a jerk
in this one-horse town
but it doesn't really matter
there's nothing good to hit
ain't nothing sadder than
when your hometown turns to shit

no good way of feeling
nothing left to do
except stare at your ceiling 
after you sniff that glue
smoke that ganja
breathe in deep
more than a little bit
you need mucho marijuana
when your hometown turns to shit