Souvenirs Lyrics

I set out like Kerouac
In my American car
Carryin' a dream and a road map
Deep in my American heart
But where's them mountain majesties
Where's those waves of grain
Billboards from sea to shining sea
Man, it ain't the same

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I've been searching for the promised land
But it's just another neon come-on roadside stand
Little tin toys that fall apart
That's all they got here
I come all this way to find my heart
All I get is souvenirs

They got Mount Rushmore on a cup
Everybody needs one of those
For a dollar more they'll fill it up
You can drink out of Lincoln's nose
They got the Hard Rock T-shirts
They got Elvis too
Sooner or later mark my words
They're gonna get you

Chorus

Baby I believed in you
I thought you believed in me
I thought we had a love that's true
Not a close facsimile
Now I don't want your dime store ring
Turns my finger green
I don't want your dimestore love
I want the real thing

Chorus