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The Good Life - Some Bullshit Escape lyrics
I called in sick for work The fevers getting worse There’s a lot of that going ‘round I packed a duffle bag With some clothes from the attic It’s getting colder in the evening I hocked my pocket watch And a couple old guitars I could hardly stand to play them I drew all my savings out Closed my bank account And stuck my money in the glove box I drove away on Monday I couldn't say where I was going to It was just something I had to do I was bored of it by Thursday Driving aimlessly down aimless interstates Searching for cues-yeah, for you And I don't know where you are... I guess I haven't looked too hard I think I'm afraid I might find you Xanadu or Shangri La? Is it anything like Omaha? I called in sick on Monday I was already off the next couple of days Some bullshit escape I was back to work on Thursday Yeah, the fever’s gone I think I got it beat The fever bit me, yeah it bit me, I’ve been sleeping And taking things I think I got it beat And I don’t know where you are I bet I’ll never find you out There’s a lot of that going ‘round |
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