Текст (слова) песни: The Good Life - Some Bullshit Escape
Called in sick for work said the fevers getting worse There`s a lot of that going around 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 stuck the money in the glove box
I drove away on Monday I couldn`t say where I was going to It`s just something I had to do I was bored of it by Thursday driving amorously down aimless interstates searching for queues Yeah for you
And I don`t know where you are I guess I haven`t looked to hard because I`m afraid that I might find you IS it special where you are Like Xanadu or Shangri-La Is it anything like Omaha
I called in sick on Monday I was already of the next couple of days Some bullshit escape I was back to work on Thursday yeah, The fevers gone I think I it beat The fever bite me, yeah it bite me But I been sleeping and taking things I think I`ve got it beat...
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