Moose Downtown

I will bear a broom

And keep a rope close as I should

Are you scared of what I might do

Don't let it gnaw you

But I plan on leaving soon

I was born wrong

And I don't know where I belong

You'll ask me to talk

But you won't listen to what I'm on

To what I'm on

To what I'm on

And I want it to hurt so bad

Old dogs with old folks on old roads

And still there's lots of love

I'll stay and breathe the air of the mountains

Ali I wanted it to be you

But I couldn't get my heart to cry for you

Even if I wanted to

I was born wrong

And I don't know where I belong

You'll ask me to talk

But you won't listen to what i'm on

To what I'm on

To what I'm on