Fairbanks #142 (song)

I'm just a tramp walking round on leather feet 

I'm my own citizenry, my own police

If you could only see the things I've seen,

If you could only see the things I've seen.

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I'm tired of this race but that's my own belief

The whole world moving at a break neck speed

I think it's time that I retreat

Head up north and take only what I need.

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I've got people I was born to meet

And I've got thoughts that I wish I could leave

Just a hungry deer trying to cross the street

Won't you slow down now or just fuckin leave

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(*quieter) You can say my head is stuck in the ceiling,

But have you ever had that funny feeling,

That everything you do is just bullshit?

Well I don't know about you but I quit

Cause everything's so fake it makes me want to be sick

Our souls are little bombs they go tick tick tick tick tick 

(I think I've had enough of it)

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Driving all around in my yellow steed

Sink it in the mud I've got working feet

Four months of labor broken by some seeds

It was worth it everyday just to be free

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I don't care much for your names

And I don't care about your books and fame

9-5 jobs and a wedding day

Hell no I won't go down that way

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I'm just a tramp walking round on leather feet

I'm my own citizenry, my own police

If you could only see the things I've seen,

If you could only see the things I've seen.

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If you could only see the things I've seen

There'd be no more hatred now I'm a peace

A love that burned so damn deep

That the whole world, it couldn't stand the heat.