LYRIC

Cattle train into the city each day
And I catch it back home at night
Gotta save my money, gotta get away
To a place where I can feel alright
I've gotta get away, get away, escape

Sold my soul to a boss who don't care
Another wage slave doin 9 to 5
Gotta make some plans, gotta get away
To a place where I can be alive
I've gotta get away, get away, escape

Crushed in with a hundred lives of quiet desperation
Crushed hopes, crushed dreams, they die without commemoration

Another peak hour run the rat race
Life is getting more and more dear
Gotta save my money, all these bills to pay
Guess I've gotta put it off for another year

Added by

Admin

SHARE

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

ADVERTISEMENT