Don't pass me a comb Cause I got me a poem running through my mind Don't remind me you're dead Cause i'd rather think instead of the times you lived Forcing the circumstance Chasing ambulances up the road Was that a laugh or cough? Please drop my cousin off He's heading home to Perth He got his money's worth in Canada But he sure had a lot to say about America today But she's been beaten up, she's been battered down But we all get confused Lose sight of those tiny clues Chasing ambulances Some chasing the mighty buck Some chase till their wheels get stuck Some chasing piles of dirt Some chasing a piece of skirt Some chasing their own tails Some chase till all else fails Some chasing common sense Some chasing a picket fence Me, i'd rather chase you down Don't ask me how I found the balls to say "hey, hey, hey..." But I sure got a lot to learn about waiting for my turn But i've been beaten up, i've been battered down But we all get confused Lose sight of those tiny clues Chasing ambulances I'd rather chase you down, yeah Not ambulances, child, no I'd rather chase you down Not ambulances, child, no