Lyrics
Look out my winter window
And watch the snow a-blowin'
I guess we're never going anywhere
The ice build up in the driveway
But there's no chance for a snow day
It's around this time each year I'm sure
That I hate, I hate Vermont
There's no good record stores and no good bookstores
Fifty-five frat bars and one crappy gay bar
No all night diners and one crappy gay bar
Why don't good bands ever come to play?
Where are they?
I'm so fed up with hemp adornments
People blathering about star signs
Can't they see how ugly dreadlocks are?
I'm so tired of wool socks with birkenstocks
I'm sick of all the yuppies in fleece hats
If I walk down Church Street one more time, I'll die
She's gonna die
Hey! let's move to Portland or Portland!
At least we'd find an all-night diner
Where we can sit smoking cigarrettes til dawn
And watch the sun come up
But we're trapped in, trapped in Vermont
Can't get out
Trapped in.trapped in Vermont
'Cos we're snowed in
Go on, take it back
You can have it all
Go on, take it back
You can have it all
Go on, take it back
You can have it all
