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Lyrics: Steriogram. Schmack!. Go.

You grew up in this country town
I'm stuck out here it's been forever
Where doing nothing is allowed
And all my friends just say whatever

Once you're here, you're here to stay
Your life is made up, got no say
I never ever see the light of day
You're so convincing, you talk a lot

About how this is all you got
You don't remember times long ago
'Cause sooner or later time gave them up
Sooner or later

Now go where you want, stay where you may
My friends got a house so you don't have to pay
Why want it to change
To me that's crazy or just lazy

At least I'm getting money for the rent
Your whole life saying one day
Maybe I had my chance to go I never went
'Cause I know you wanna get on up

And not go sit back and just wait for luck
Doesn't really matter anyway
It's not always easy, you gotta take the risk
But it's better than living a life you miss

Wake, eat, work, break, play, sleep then wake
Break, work sleep, wake, eat, work on
I think it's time for me to get away