Me, debunk an American myth? And take my life in my hands? Where the great plains begin At the hundredth meridian At the hundredth meridian Where the great plains begin Driving down a corduroy road Weeds standing shoulder-high Ferris wheel is rusting off in the distance At the hundredth meridian At the hundredth meridian At the hundredth meridian Where the great plains begin Left alone to get gigantic Hard, huge and haunted A generation so much dumber than its parents Came crashing through the window A raven strains along the line of the road Carrying a muddy, old skull The wires whistle their approval Off down the distance At the hundredth meridian (hunredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (you're going to miss me) At the hundredth meridian (truth me) Where the great plains begin (at the hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (at the hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (really, you're going to miss me) At the hundredth meridian (turst me) Where the great plains begin I remember, I remember Buffalo And I remember Angelo It would seem to me I remember every single fucking thing I know If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me They bury me some place I don't want to be You'll dig me up and transport me, unceremoniously Away from the swollen city-breeze, garbage bag trees Whispers of disease and the acts of enormity And lower me slowly, sadly and properly Get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy At the hundredth meridian (hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (you're going to miss me) At the hundredth meridian (trust me) Where the great plains begin (at the hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (at the hundredth meridian) At the hundredth meridian (baby, you're going to miss me) At the hundredth meridian (trust me) Where the great plains Begin