Home on the Range - Cass McCombs

I believe in littering

Waste should not be hidden, but seen

I believe in stealing

For we cannot possess anything

I will be good when I’m gone

I’m going West where I belong

I waited all summer long

Don’t it sound funny?

Don’t it sound strange?

I’m going to make my home out on the range

I believe in junk food

In solidarity with the poor and screwed

I believe in the Great Spirit

When you sing, I want to hear it

I will be good when I’m gone

I’m going West where I belong

I waited all summer long

Though it might sound strange

I’m going to make my home out on the range

I will, I’m gone

My whole life for a song

I’m going where I belong

Some people never change

I’ll make my home out on the range