You gotta nice job in an office on the
Seventh floor
Oh but you're looking out the window
And you're thinking that there's
something more
You clear your head
You close your eyes
But something deep inside you cries
:
Let's go, let's go to the great unknown
Find the one that rolled away the stone
Let's go to the four inch hole
Find a way to give like we never gave before
Let's go, going far and wide
Pack your bag and leave it all behind
What are we waiting for
Let's go
Back home through the middle of the
parking lot
You give away the car
Give away the money that you've got
Neighbors will talk
And oh they should
Saying something ain't right
in the neighborhood