Comprised during my "early years" of drinking, along with and inclusive of 2 years after my Mom died.
Saturday, 8 December 2012
111. Outta Here
Oh yeah I'm kicking the man coz the man is a thief,
Kicking him outta my life and into his teeth
As I just wanna get the hell outta here.
The man is everywhere he's like a disease,
Because of him I can't get no release
I go drinking just for one more beer.
I drink all night and talk shit all day
The day I'm living won't never go away
But I can ignore it living without my fear.
This shit won't go but it sure does stain
Need to get myself into the rain
As I just wanna get the hell outta here.
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