Key: D minor
Verse 1
Am
I?
Who am
I?
I'm a, I'm a spoke on a wheel
Dm
Am
An d so is he, and so are you
Dm
Am
Try to stay real day,
dreaming on a wire
Trying to get the log cabin, the open fire
Want to get the
Truder mansion like
Sting
With a lake out front,
a few ducks and a rack
to pump
Dm
Am
Plus the beach house in
New
South
Wales
And a flat in
Auckland harbour and a boat with sails
And a yacht with a motor,
more than rope, a rower
Mother
Nature's in charge,
try to stay true to her but
Gas emissions got me limiting
my options
Tropical in
London, parched up in
Scotland
Getting burnt in
New
Zealand on a cloudy day
My ozone's broke,
But I'd be fucking up
space like insecticide
Life is real, not an exercise
And more gas means death
All this plastic is oil -based and can't last
All this paper is wood that
we're chopping down too quick
If you had that
Bertram again
Just go
Dm
Am
Dm
Remember you said that north,
Dm
Am
Nobody gonna find you
That was before
Dm
Am
Don't remind me about that
you know what I think about that
Am
Dm
You mean?
You're my rock and roll fireball
I'm saying what if
Label this some poetry shit
X amount I'd be set
Made
X amount, nothing's changed much yet
Still here, still polluting
and I can't relax
Wanna make a mill soon but
what do you need?
I've been crossing off alcohol,
crossing off weed
Crossing off stress,
crossing off being angry at
Something that I can't affect
Dm
Am
Still trying to show the earth respect
A lot of artists talk that
conscious talk
But don't walk the walk,
I believe our lifestyles will come back to haunt
Every day we're at a juncture,
we're even packaging fruit
Wrapped up in plastic to look more cute
I'm going through mint,
liners thrown down the chute
And we bury it or burn it,
Been consuming too much,
I need to stop this year
And get away where the air's still crisp
Where the sun's still safe
and it's cheap to eat fish
A bag full of money right now
You know what I'm saying?
Dm
Am
You could leave this life
You're setting yourself up,
you don't move up
Everyday you run home, you're
fucking short
You know what's gonna happen to you
No more bullshit, get out of this life
Dm
Am
It's bullshit
Exit plans, exit plans, yeah
Exit plans, man, exit plans, man
Exit plans, exit plans
I forgot my locks since I went to
Chicago
My fingerprint's a picture and
I probably got a barcode
you
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