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Verse 1:
Take me on a trip where the gas don’t cost me my house
And where the cops keep their hands off my junk
Take me on a trip where the food grows on the trees
And where the weather is so nice
Chorus:
Today is cold, lunatics after you
I’d like to go, somewhere where dreams come true
Verse 2:
Take me on a trip where war is absurd
And where the politicians agree
Take me on a trip where my health is secure
And where the weather is so nice
Chorus:
Today is cold, lunatics after you
I’d like to go, somewhere where dreams come true