Eels

I don't misswhere I came from
But each night I dream about being back home
When I wake up in the morning
I'm too tired, tired of being alone
So I get up and go downtown
And pick me out a little piece of ground
Where I can prove something to the world
I can prove something to the world
Don't look at me
I'm the bus stop boxer X2
Daddy put us in the truck and
Dropped us off and said good luck, then