Auto shakes his blinders off, Plows up the comon streets The lost dogs bark the nicene creed And dream of bones to eat Praise eglantines, hot joe and beans, The sea, the desert heat Yeah we'll take the scenic routes (And stop and smell the roses) Find out what it's all about (With eyes wide open) (With wide-eyed wonder) (Theres's nowhere else I'd rather be) (Chase the endless summer) Paint the common things with mystery And renovate our history When we take the scenic routes The cloud enfolded Trinity Unpacks the ancient tapestry When we take the scenic routes Auto rides narrangensets On back the westward wind To pecan logs and shopping malls And illustrated men Loves Christ the Lamb, mom, eggs and ham And this tatoo on his skin says Pigs in a blanket Nice and hot Wax museums Mystery Spots Great balls of string Neat shrunken heads The Penguin Boy says