let's get ourselves on out of the city,
where the grass is barely green and the girls too pretty
i need to get my head on straight
we can go somewhere almost lonely
forget about crowds, we'll be the only
ones singing songs 'til late
we'll bring some friends, clean up loose ends
everything depends on what the world sends
i wouldn't mind if we fell behind and had to walk a little slower
i've got too much weight on my back to catch up with these motherfuckers
i wouldn't mind if we fell behind and had to walk a little slower
days turn to weeks, and weeks they pass, and we keep getting older
let's get ourselves on back to the city
the caves are neat and the mountains are pretty
but home is a long ways away
first round of drinks, honey i'm buying
time'll slow down and babes'll start crying
'neath the moon we'll end our day