I've been done by the tax collector,nhad by the kids in the street,nby the girls in Wisconsin telling their boyfriends about me.nnSo I'm on the next train to Carson,nto you.nnI've made a truce with my fascinations,nand drilled myself on my dealings with the urge.nAnd I'm still reading the junk newspapers,nstill playing that old brow-beating dirt.nnBut I'm on th next train to Carson,nto you.nAnd they can hang me out to dry in Carson,nwith you.nnThey've only got ones like you in Carson, Wisconsin.nThey can hang me out to dry in Carson,nwith you.