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
    [Chorus]
    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 it's parents
  Came crashing through the window
    A raven strains along the line of the road
  Carrying a muddy, old skull the wires show their approval
  Off down the distance
    [Chorus]
    I remember, I remember buffalo And I remember Hengelo
  It would seem to me
  I remember every single fucking thing I know
  [
  If I die of Vanity, promise me, promise me
  That if they bury me some place I don't want to be
  That you'll dig me up and transport me
  Unceremoniously away from the swollen city breeze, garbage bag trees
  Whispers of disease, and acts of enormity
  And lower me slowly, sadly, and properly
  Get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy
    [Chorus]
  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
    [Chorus]
    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 it's parents
  Came crashing through the window
    A raven strains along the line of the road
  Carrying a muddy, old skull the wires show their approval
  Off down the distance
    [Chorus]
    I remember, I remember buffalo And I remember Hengelo
  It would seem to me
  I remember every single fucking thing I know
    If I die of Vanity, promise me, promise me
  That if they bury me some place I don't want to be
  That you'll dig me up and transport me
  Unceremoniously away from the swollen city breeze, garbage bag trees
  Whispers of disease, and acts of enormity
  And lower me slowly, sadly, and properly
  Get Ry Cooder to sing my eulogy
    [Chorus]