Grab your shit and hit the road.
Make sure you get it all in this load.
We got to clear town.
Some bad shit is about to go down.
Pack a few for the road.
Pack it all up in this load.
Grab all your crap and I'll grab mine.
In a new place peace we're sure to find.
Bloody fingers and sleepy eyes.
Driving to the new dawns surprise
of a light and dangling rope.
Splitting out on something you just can't cope

06/20/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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