Worthless

I can't take this kind of pressure
I must confess one more dusty road
Would be just a road too long

Worthless

I just can't, I just can't,
I just can't seem to get started
Don't have the heart to live in the fast lane
All that has passed and gone

Worthless

(And there ain't nothing you can do about it)

Worthless

(Pardon me while I panic!)

Worthless, worthless, worthless

I come from KC Missouri
And I got my kicks out on Route 66
Every truck stop from Butte to MO

Motown to Old Alabama
From Texarkana and east of Savannah
From Tampa to old Kokomo

Worthless

I once ran the Indy 500
I must confess I'm impressed how I did it
I wonder how close that I came

Now I get a sinking sensation
I was the top of the line, out of sight; out of mind,
So much for fortune and fame

Once took a Texan to a wedding
Once took a Texan to a wedding
He kept forgetting, his loneliness letting
His thoughts turn to home and we turned

I took a man to a graveyard
I beg your pardon, it's quite hard enough
Just living with the stuff I have learned.

Worthless

Once drove a surfer to sunset
There were bikinis and buns there were weenies
Fellini just couldn't forget

Pico, let's go up to Zuma
Pico, let's go up to Zuma
From Zuma to Yuma the rumor was
I had a hand in the lay of the land

Get up and go hit the highway

(Oo-wooh...)

I worked on a reservation

(Ooh... ooh...)

Who would believe they would love me and leave
On a bus back to old Santa Fe?

Once in an Indian Nation,
I took the kids on the skids where the Hopi
Was happy 'til I heard 'em say...

"You're worthless."



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Writer(s): Van Dyke Parks
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