| The truth hits everyone like a million atom bombs.
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| And I can’t understand how everybody can be so calm.
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| Time is running out and they all just sit around.
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| So leave your message at the beep because I am leaving town.
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| Tell my girl I’m sorry but daddy’s gotta roam.
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| The only time I feel at ease is a thousand miles from home.
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| Tell the boys when I get back, whiskey shots on me.
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| But for now I got no time to spare and I got no time to bleed.
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| So raise your glass to a life off the grid.
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| Raise full sails, pull anchor dead ahead.
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| Starboard towards a future that is always unknown.
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| And when this vessel sinks I’ll finally be home.
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| Another night, another town, another show to play.
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| Another friend, another pint, another girl’s heart breaks.
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| Drunk tired and starving, lost with no money.
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| But a stage and a crowd and a microphone is all we really need to be free.
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| So buy us another shot and throw us in the van.
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| If you give us no destination you’re giving us something we understand.
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| So raise your glass to a life off the grid.
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| Raise full sails, pull anchor dead ahead.
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| Starboard towards a future that is always unknown.
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| And when this vessel sinks I’ll finally be home.
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| Now we’ve been drinking for way too long.
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| Pineapples and Gin pouring strong.
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| And we’ve no money for gas-o-lean
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| On me, live together, die free.
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| So raise your glass to a life off the grid.
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| Raise full sails, pull anchor dead ahead.
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| Starboard towards a future that is always unknown.
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| And when this vessel sinks I’ll finally be home |