You're underwater, but you're not drowning
The river's flooding the whole city around you
It could be better, it could be worse
You've learned to live with this midwestern curse

And all your friends don't really know you
Or all the fucked up scary thoughts that keeps you going
And they don't know that your homelife's a joke
Does everybody have their neck in a yoke?

Yes, the answer's yes
But we can fool each other sometimes
Yes, the answer's yes
But we can help each other sometimes

Stop choking on second guesses
Stop cleaning up everybody's messes
Stop drowning in holy water
Get carried away with us on the sangamon river