South County

Ther e's a place I rarely go at home, somewhere I'm known
Far away, little bit in the sticks, in nature's lonely zone
You can find it hidden in an abyss. It's likely on its own
Next to everything I did as a kid and hundreds of other homes

And you'll hear the people shopping say
"No place like home"
And you'll say "that lake is deep". I'm sure it is
Am I the one that greeted you when we were young
Getting tetanus shots
I hope not, cuz that would be awkward

If you think you see a kid in a ditch
That's likely what you saw
And if you drive for about six more miles, you'll see
That's all I'll ever be
In a vision, a cereal maze, the Easter bunny
Long day in April
I hear you order pesto cavatappi, pesto cavatappi
Pesto cavatappi

And you'll hear the people golfing say, "no place like home
Mulligan, that lake is deep" I'm sure it is
Am I the one that greeted you when we were young
Getting tetanus shots
I hope not, cuz that would be awkward
That would be awkward
*Ambient grunting*



Credits
Writer(s): Cooper J O'kuhn, Cooper Jordan O'kuhn
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