| So when another day comes
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| Another day spent
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| It might take some time before we make sense
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| I just pay rent
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| I wouldn’t call me savvy though
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| It’s just me on a patio
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| With a tall pack of tally hos
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| And it goes a little something like
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| Thinking about a subtle vibe
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| On this summer’s night
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| There’s something in the air like freedom in my lung
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| Makes me wonder why there’s not a reason why I seeing seeding in the sun
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| strength
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| Or mundane, someday
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| Yo I travelled the seven seas
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| Never stay in one place
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| Right now wishing I was leaving my town
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| Responsibility killin' me dreaming of being tied down
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| Want to wind down and if she’s feelin' frisky
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| Maybe I can get a little busy with my pretty missy
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| I’m a gypsy of the city, Sydney where it’s at
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| Want to get away, meditate, celebrate and relax
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| If you want to scream go shout 'til your lungs blow out no we won’t mind
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| And if you want to dance to your body avalanche know you know we won’t mind
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| And if you want to drink crash out on my couch you know we won’t mind
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| And if you want to be 'til you feel set free no no I hope you know we won’t mind
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| I want to be where I’m set free
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| Out in the middle of the sea on a jet ski
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| Breathing the fresh breeze
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| Eski rimming to the top with the ice cold
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| Bevy such a great idea like a light bulb blowing up
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| Hooking this fantasy you’ll never stop
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| 'cos life’s a set of crazy plots
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| So maybe I’m better off
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| Getting' lost in this vision of bomb livin'
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| Quittin' my day job tell my boss that I gone fishing
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| But this position all that I could only dream about
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| Cos I gotta make some dollars in order to feed my mouth
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| And if ever I’m freaking out
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| Then I reach for my weed in my pouch
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| And possibly fall asleep on the couch
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| With the freedom to shout out and beat my chest
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| Instead I make music when I’m feelin' vexed
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| And yes that just the way that it’s gotta be
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| My personal policy never let the bullshit bother me
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| If you want to scream go shout 'til your lungs blow out no we won’t mind
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| And if you want to dance to your body avalanche know you know we won’t mind
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| And if you want to drink crash out on my couch you know we won’t mind
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| And if you want to be 'til you feel set free no no I hope you know we won’t mind |