I wanna be in Austin, Texas
Taco trucks and future exes
Drive right off the sixth street exit
Whiskey rive's flowin'
Take me down past Amarillo
To the land of the armadillo
Feelin' weird, feelin' killer
Feelin' kinda wreckless
I wanna be in Austin, Texas
I wanna go see empire state
Press my nose against the glass and wait
For the city lights to give way to day
I'll stare out at the motion
I wanna go see Tokyo
Pretty girls say words that I don't know
Sushi bars, saki flowin'
Straight into the ocean
What's the point of this commotion
I wanna be a race car driver
Goin' two hundred miles an hour
Scalp pressed back against the headrest
Too afraid to blink
I wanna be a superhero
Cut my hair and shave my beard off
Trademark logo across my chest
Clothes so tight I can't think
Watch me fly, I'm a superhero
I wanna be Neil Armstrong's footprint
Forcibly insignificant
Looking down at all the clatter
Feeling, knowing: little matters
Take me down past Milky Way
Far from CNN and Will & Grace
I wanna live in outer space
An alien to the aliens
I wanna be Neil Armstrong's footprint