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There was a time, long ago, I was free No nice shoes, no nice clothes and no tv I walked a lotta miles I showered whith a hose I climbed a lotta trees I thought I had it all No I knew I had it all But then I had to leave Often I think too much about All of these things I got around All I can say about all that Is fuck it all So fuck it all Leave it all behind Fuck it all Leave it all behind Every now and then I stop and think about All the things I got Do they make me me Do they make me free No I think not So now, when I think What about a house What about a car I stop dead In my tracks And I think God! So just list the things you have And then forget what you just mentioned And then step out on your own And find adventure 'Cause often I think too much about All of my things I've got around And all I can say about all that Is fuck it all So fuck it all Leave it all behind Fuck it all Leave it all behind Pick it up Throw it out 'Cause it's not what lives about So fuck it all Leave it all behind Okay, fuck this Call me fine Its adventure time Ain't gonna be stuck Working at a desk like friend of mine Time to throw my caution to the wind Let it help me fly I get restless looking at the nest so I'm getting mine Yes, I'm abou to climb Yes, I'm gonna be fine You won't hear my name Unless you heard it through a grapevine Why? 'cause the world is open Why? 'cause the world is mine Come whith me or leave me as Yes I go and leave it all behind Ah leave it all behind Fuck it all Leave it all behind Pick it up Throw it out 'Cause its not what life's about So fuck it all Leave it all behind Pick it up Throw it out That's fine Too many things in my world that I call mine Often I think too much about Of my things I've got around Yeah, often we think too much about All of our things we've got around Often you think too much about All of your things you've got around And all I can say about All that is fuck it all So fuck it all Leave it all behind Fuck it all Leave it all behind Pick it up Throw it out 'Cause its not what life's about So fuck it all Leave it all behind Often I think too much about And of my things I've got around And all I can say about All that is fuck it all
Writer(s): Steve Mostyn, Andrew Wansel, Warren Felder, Elle Varner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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