Nowhere to go, nothing to see
Except sand and sand and sand, and you and me


Baked from the heat, we've got sun on all sides
Getting tanned and tanned, like we're couple of hides


Two lost nomads who will never be missed
Some might interpret this
As just a karmic slap on the wrist

But I've just gotta say, it's a heck of a day to be us!

It's a heck of a day to not have a car

And just walk and walk and walk and not know where you are

We've got no kind of map

Nothing to shows us the way
And it's just talk and talk and talk with nothing to say
It's a heck of a day, heck of a day to be us!

It's a heck of a day to be us!