The jet soars upward out of Houston. I feel my mood rise
With it. Texas has no hold on me. Take a white Nebraska
Man and fill him full of excrement. Teach him how to bluster,
And provide him with a giant belt and hat, an even larger
Truck, and you'll have built yourself a Texan. Once you have,
You'll weary quickly. You, too, will grow desperate to try
To fly away.