I'm not the type of guy to quit But sometimes I'd like to I'd run for the hills Honest work, simple thrills Steady wage, hey Had enough of Hollywood And all the city surrounding Can I go it alone? Pull the rug from below All the way, hey
Time is never going to stop or hesitate Why are we spending all our money just to sit and wait? I'm packing my bags, making a play Oh, man, what a feeling it could be to slip away
Count down the days and nights Till I'm at one with some nature Instead of dust and decay Great divide on display Every day, hey
Time is never going to stop or hesitatе Why are we spending all our monеy just to sit and wait? I'm packing my bags, making a play Oh, man, what a feeling it could be to slip away
We gave it a go We've got the debt to show Time to break out whilst there's still a little room to grow
Time is never going to stop or hesitate Why are we spending all our money just to sit and wait? I'm packing my bags, making a play Oh, man, what a feeling it could be to slip away
Compositor: Daniel Francis Croll (Daniel Croll) ECAD: Obra #37673270