| Song | One Way To Go |
| Artist | Cass McCombs |
| Album | Catacombs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I guess you could say | |
| I’ve seen a lot | |
| And most of it | |
| I’ve forgot | |
| If there’s one thing | |
| I’ve learned along | |
| Is not to stick my nose where it don’t belong | |
| One way to go | |
| Yet so many roads | |
| How will we know? | |
| I know the busses | |
| I know the train | |
| I’ve been searched by | |
| Customs and turned away | |
| In legal terms | |
| I was “Allowed to leave” | |
| So always have a new trick up your sleeve | |
| One way to go | |
| Yet so many roads | |
| How will we know? | |
| Bridging the gap | |
| Wipe New York off the map | |
| Then, where will we go? | |
| People like us | |
| Can’t be beaten down | |
| We just push off to a friendlier town | |
| People like us make good neighbors | |
| We’ve seen enough of rattling sabers | |
| One way to go | |
| Yet so many roads | |
| How will we know? | |
| Bridging the gap | |
| Wipe L.A. off the map | |
| Then, where will we go? |
| I guess you could say | |
| I' ve seen a lot | |
| And most of it | |
| I' ve forgot | |
| If there' s one thing | |
| I' ve learned along | |
| Is not to stick my nose where it don' t belong | |
| One way to go | |
| Yet so many roads | |
| How will we know? | |
| I know the busses | |
| I know the train | |
| I' ve been searched by | |
| Customs and turned away | |
| In legal terms | |
| I was " Allowed to leave" | |
| So always have a new trick up your sleeve | |
| One way to go | |
| Yet so many roads | |
| How will we know? | |
| Bridging the gap | |
| Wipe New York off the map | |
| Then, where will we go? | |
| People like us | |
| Can' t be beaten down | |
| We just push off to a friendlier town | |
| People like us make good neighbors | |
| We' ve seen enough of rattling sabers | |
| One way to go | |
| Yet so many roads | |
| How will we know? | |
| Bridging the gap | |
| Wipe L. A. off the map | |
| Then, where will we go? |
| I guess you could say | |
| I' ve seen a lot | |
| And most of it | |
| I' ve forgot | |
| If there' s one thing | |
| I' ve learned along | |
| Is not to stick my nose where it don' t belong | |
| One way to go | |
| Yet so many roads | |
| How will we know? | |
| I know the busses | |
| I know the train | |
| I' ve been searched by | |
| Customs and turned away | |
| In legal terms | |
| I was " Allowed to leave" | |
| So always have a new trick up your sleeve | |
| One way to go | |
| Yet so many roads | |
| How will we know? | |
| Bridging the gap | |
| Wipe New York off the map | |
| Then, where will we go? | |
| People like us | |
| Can' t be beaten down | |
| We just push off to a friendlier town | |
| People like us make good neighbors | |
| We' ve seen enough of rattling sabers | |
| One way to go | |
| Yet so many roads | |
| How will we know? | |
| Bridging the gap | |
| Wipe L. A. off the map | |
| Then, where will we go? |