Song Lyrics

I hate the city of Chicago
Man, this place feels like nowhere
And the traffic makes getting nowhere take that much longer
I hate the Cubs, the Sox, the Blackhawks and the Bulls

I couldn't give a shit about the (Smashing) Pumpkins, Slint or Wilco
Learn to make a pizza you fucking jack-offs
Say hello back when someone says hello, you asshole
I hate O'Hare, I hate Midway, I can't stand Chicago

Oh, the best part is leaving
Cos maybe one day I'll never come back again
And If I die in this shithole
Float my corpse down the Calumet
Cos I'd rather rot in Gary
Miller Beach may actually be paradise

(Alright. Christ, you caught me
This is actually just another divorce song)
Maybe it's not all of Cook County's fault
But it feels like another dogshit day in Suck City
Jesus Christ, could you assholes at least learn how to drive?
Yeah, f*ck XRT and f*ck Lollapalooza
You and all of your self-righteous hipster 'hoods can go to hell
I especially hate Bridgeport cos that's where she lives
For every reason that she loves it, I can't stand Chicago

When I head north on Lake Shore Drive, I fly and I close my eyes
And I reach the magic point
And I run for magic miles
When I head north on Lake Shore Drive, I fly and I close my eyes
And I reach the magic point
And I run for magic miles

Lake Michigan becomes an ocean and I know somewhere beyond it is waiting, just for me
No matter how high you dickheads build it
You'll only ever be in Illinois
And that'll always be way too fucking close to Missouri!

Adam David Willard, Marc Jacob Hudson, Laura Jane Grace