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 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
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
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