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!