Текст песни Indianapolis - The Bottle Rockets

Alright

Got a tow from a guy named Joe
Cost 60 dollars, hope I don't run out of dough
Told me 'bout a sex offense, put him three days in jail
Stuck in Indianapolis, hope I'll live to tell the tale

Can't go west, can't go east
I'm stuck in Indianapolis with a fuel pump that's deceased
Ten days on the road, now I'm four hours from my hometown
Is this hell or Indianapolis with no way to get around?

Called my girl to tell her of the trouble that I had
First time I called her in ten days, guess that made her mad
Far as she's concerned I belong in this Hoosier State
Stuck in Indianapolis with no way to set things straight

Can't go west, can't go east
I'm stuck in Indianapolis with a fuel pump that's deceased
Ten days on the road, now I'm four hours from my hometown
Is this hell or Indianapolis with no way to get around?

Sittin' in this bar is gettin' more than I could stand
If I could catch a ride, really I think I'd ditch this van
Who knows what this repair will cost, scared to spend a dime
I'll puke if that jukebox plays John Cougar one more time

But If I ever leave here, I hope never to return
If I get that van back, man, the road I'm gonna burn
Right now my future's in the hands of the boys, down at Firestone
Stuck in Indianapolis, feelin' all alone

Can't go west, can't go east
I'm stuck in Indianapolis with a fuel pump that's deceased
Ten days on the road, now I'm four hours from my hometown
Is this hell or Indianapolis with no way to get around

Is this hell or Indianapolis
With no way to get around