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The sun is shining on full blast, its garbage day,
Airing my tires and all my cares are far away,
Youre looking like a million bucks, feeling good and sorta frisky,
Plus enough money in my pocket for a quart of whisky.
Tattooed teardrops, confetti,
Ive learned to trust my animal instincts, when farmers fields turn to dust,
This is the day weve been waiting for, for all our lives,
So lets write letters to our parents, and call the wives.
Raise the flag,
So we can drive and raise our voices, celebrate our differences, and build a bridge of greater choices,
This babys crying and it makes it hard to go to sleep,
Some days are throw-aways, and others, youre supposta keep.
Time waits for none of us,
Even though my watch is slow, and nothings for certain, but Im searching for Saskwatch,
And you know what? The unknown is all part of the plan,
For a run-away soul and a hard-lovin man.
Protest, Ive had it up to here, see ya, get lost! This is what we think of your ideas,
Protest, were not gonna take it, weve been through it, so make a wish and break it in two.
Protest, Ive had it up to here, see ya, get lost! This is what we think of your ideas,
Protest, were not gonna take it, weve been through it, so make a wish and break it in two.
New beginning,
Ive washed my hands and made my bed, maybe Ill turn on the television, or shave my head,
Im getting kinda bored with the same old cheese and crackers,
My plans all inside-out, my razors backwards.
Some new air in my lungs,
Is what the doctor ordered, being exposed makes me feel kinda awkward, sorta,
Give me a shot in the arm first, the clocks ticking,
Im watching the water boil, I like to let the plot thicken.
Im ear to ear with good intensions and vibrations,
Im on fire, sometimes I conspire with bon squires,
Sometimes we go alone, over hills and through the sewers,
Trying to keep the ledger sharp and learn a few new maneuvers.
The whole world is drying up,
And everybodys eyes are red, its hard to see or even guess what lies ahead,
But you know what? The unknown is all part of the plan,
For a run-away soul and a hard-lovin man.
Protest, Ive had it up to here, see ya, get lost! This is what we think of your ideas,
Protest, were not gonna take it, weve been through it, so make a wish and break it in two.
Protest, Ive had it up to here, see ya, get lost! This is what we think of your ideas,
Protest, were not gonna take it, weve been through it, so make a wish and break it in two.
Protest!