Effington - Seeds Album Version

If there's a god, he is laughing at us and our football team

Effington could be a wonderful effing place
I can see it from the highway, and I'm wondering
Are they effing in their yards, effing in their cars?
Effing in the trailers and the backroads
And the parking lots of Effington?
Making my way to Normal, Illinois

Maybe I should ditch this little white rental on the interstate
And start a new effing life in Effington
I could change my name, grow a beard, start a family
Or I could just keep moving on, moving on, moving on, moving on
Not stop 'til I get to Normal

I want to live in Effington, I want to die there, too
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington, in Effington

I've got this movie in my mind of Effington
And the soundtrack to it sounds like this

I want to live in Effington, I want to die there, too
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington, in Effington

If there's a god, he is laughing at us and our football team
And then the people who live in Normal
Can buy the movies that I'll make in Effinghton
That's what normal people do
Do Normal people do it, too?
Normal people do it too
Normal people do it
People do it, people do it, people do it

I want to live in Effington, I want to die there, too
Please bury me in Effington
In Effington, in Effington
In Effington, in Effington



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Writer(s): Benjamin Scott Folds
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