Kermit's

I can try and find the words
That you may never want to hear
Like how I'm better off this way
I smoke less and I drink craft beer
Well, you can take me past immortal
Or I can swim the golden coast
Or we can dance until the sunrise with our shoes off and your sun-bleached clothes

I hate your daddy's big fake bottom
You hate my mother's sparkled cap
She mixes up her sangria
Eats a salad for her cataracts
And I won't have another visit
Scheduled till the 5th of May
And that's at least another hour
Thirty minutes and twenty seconds away

It's just this road all by myself
It sheds a little light on
The shorter spans of time on
A pleasant trip to hell
I built this road all by myself
And it sheds a little light on
The darker parts of paint on
The brighter sides of hell

Once I had a friendly neighbor
He sang like Mona Lisa's kid
And I couldn't figure out whether that would make him famous
And I'm not sure if it ever did
We used to smile on a porch swing
Count the colors in the sky
As he'd to point pink and yellow shades
Upon the evening of a sailor's delight

And I don't know now where I'm going
Oh, but it's a far cry from this house
And that's at least another hour
Thirty minutes and twenty miles south
And I won't have another heartache
Till I see the likes of you
And that's at least another hour
Thirty minutes and twenty seconds soon

It's just this road all by myself
It sheds a little light on
The shorter spans of time on
A pleasant trip to hell
I built this road all by myself
And it sheds a little light on
The darker parts of paint on
The brighter sides of hell