Moose Downtown

I will bear a broom
And keep a rope close as I should
Are you scared of what I might do
Don't let it gnaw you
But I plan on leaving soon

I was born wrong
And I don't know where I belong
You'll ask me to talk
But you won't listen to what I'm on
To what I'm on
To what I'm on

And I want it to hurt so bad
Old dogs with old folks on old roads
And still there's lots of love
I'll stay and breathe the air of the mountains
Ali I wanted it to be you
But I couldn't get my heart to cry for you
Even if I wanted to

I was born wrong
And I don't know where I belong
You'll ask me to talk
But you won't listen to what i'm on
To what I'm on
To what I'm on