don't pass me a comb   cause I got me a poem running through my mind      don't remind me you're dead   cause i'd rather think instead of the times you lived      forcing the circumstance   chasing ambulances up the road      was that a laugh or cough?   please drop my cousin off   he's heading home to Perth   he got his money's worth in Canada      but he sure had a lot to say about America today   but she's been beaten up, she's been battered down   but we all get confused   lose sight of those tiny clues   chasing ambulances      some chasing the mighty buck   some chase till their wheels get stuck   some chasing piles of dirt   some chasing a piece of skirt      some chasing their own tails   some chase till all else fails   some chasing common sense   some chasing a picket fence      me, i'd rather chase you down   don't ask me how I found the balls to say "hey, hey, hey..."      but I sure got a lot to learn about waiting for my turn   but i've been beaten up, i've been battered down   but we all get confused   lose sight of those tiny clues   chasing ambulances      i'd rather chase you down, yeah   not ambulances, child, no   i'd rather chase you down   not ambulances, child, no