I'm up to my eyeballs In red neon suits and spray-on tans I'm down to my underwear 'Cause I threw it all away in a Wendy's trash can Ooooohh Ooooohh I've lost track of all the cups of coffee That I've dropped into the sand I've found every shred of shit That makes me feel at home in a barren wasteland Ooooohh Ooooohh It's not the same (It's not the same) It's not the same As the picture I had painted in my brain It's not the same (It's not the same) It's not the same At all Shred for me! I'm two days away in a stolen '98 Saturn sedan I'm two thousand miles from the clothes I threw away in a Wendy's trash can Ooooohh Ooooohh It's not the same (It's not the same) It's not the same As the picture I had painted in my brain It's not the same (It's not the same) It's not the same At all I'm on a lightning bolt of cosmic self-expression I'm listening to "Band on the Run" And that's it