Some of us go out west Others don't go far All alone, looking for something else And do you remember what you did? Son of a gun You don't know how it feels, baby Son of a gun Darling, it's wearing my down Oh, it's wearing me down Overgrown, but always underwhelmed Before you know it You're everyone else So real You don't know how it feels, baby What are we doing? We're disappearing God get me out of this town Son of a gun Son of a gun (Oooh) What are we doing? We're disappearing God,get me out of this town There's something out there In the middle of somewhere Don't leave me lost Where 'll never be found Get me out of this town Son of a gun