F**k This Shit

It's getting hard Nothing's easy anymore Not getting far And I feel it in my core That something's wrong Paying bills isn't for me And I'm running around Trying to find ways to be free And give me hope That there's more for us in this life than paying bills And working 9:00 to 5:00 at a job I hate With people I don't know And more than this I know it's time for me to go I'm so tired of the games I'm not playing anymore Nature's calling and I'm running out the door So fuck this shit I'm gonna go where nothing can bother me I know the whiskey will be flowing free I'm gonna go and I know the stars will be shining on me Whoa! Come on, come on, take my hand Whoa! Don't you know where I stand Whoa! Come on, come on, take my hand Whoa! Don't you know where I stand Feeling down Down and out the story of my life I'll be around On the corner of not caring anymore Living is a chore And every day's a bitch So I'm headed to the sticks Grab my guitar. In the woods I'm throwing axes It's better than slaving away to pay taxes Everyone they know where they can find me Under the stars, where I am free I'm so tired of the games I'm not playing anymore Nature's calling and I'm running out the door So fuck this shit I'm gonna go where nothing can bother me I know the whiskey will be flowing free I'm gonna go and I know the stars will be shining on me Whoa! Come on, come on, take my hand Whoa! Don't you know where I stand Whoa! Come on, come on, take my hand Whoa! Don't you know where I stand Fuck this shit