Illegal

They took the truck up to Cheyenne
this morning. Been planning it for a week.
Wanted to beat the traffic
and the heat, and the rush,
but mostly I think they couldn't
wait any longer. Seven o'clock on a Saturday morning
and the boy said, "I don't need to watch my shows.
They're probably just re-runs. We can go now.
We can go when you're ready. Can I help you get ready?"
I told him he should eat some breakfast.
It's a long drive.

So, he got his money
out of the tin chest under his bed
and his sister gave him some money, too.
She likes those Lotus Blossoms.
And the guys got in the truck and they headed
for the state line, 'cuz the good firecrackers
are illegal here.