Leave a Message Songtext
von Get Dead
Leave a Message Songtext
And the truth hits everyone like a million atom bombs
And I can′t understand how everybody can be so calm
Time is running out and they all just sit around
So, leave your message at the beep because I am leaving town
Tell my girl I'm sorry, but daddy′s gotta roam
The only time I feel at ease is a thousand miles from home
Tell the boys when I get back, whiskey shots on me
But for now I got no time to spare and I got no time to bleed
So, raise your glass to a life off the grid
Raise full sails, pull anchor dead ahead
Starboard towards a future that is always unknown
And when this vessel sinks I'll finally be home
Another night, another town, another show to play
Another friend, another pint, another girl's heart breaks
Drunk tired and starving, lost with no money
But a stage and a crowd and a microphone
Is all we really need to be free
So, buy us another shot and throw us in the van
If you give us no destination
You′re giving us something we understand
So, raise your glass to a life off the grid
Raise full sails, pull anchor dead ahead
Starboard towards a future that is always unknown
When this vessel sinks I′ll finally be home
Now we've been drinking for way too long
Pineapples and Gin pouring strong
And we′ve no money for gasolean
On me, live together, die free
So, raise your glass to a life off the grid
Raise full sails, pull anchor dead ahead
Starboard towards a future that is always unknown
And when this vessel sinks I'll finally be home
And I can′t understand how everybody can be so calm
Time is running out and they all just sit around
So, leave your message at the beep because I am leaving town
Tell my girl I'm sorry, but daddy′s gotta roam
The only time I feel at ease is a thousand miles from home
Tell the boys when I get back, whiskey shots on me
But for now I got no time to spare and I got no time to bleed
So, raise your glass to a life off the grid
Raise full sails, pull anchor dead ahead
Starboard towards a future that is always unknown
And when this vessel sinks I'll finally be home
Another night, another town, another show to play
Another friend, another pint, another girl's heart breaks
Drunk tired and starving, lost with no money
But a stage and a crowd and a microphone
Is all we really need to be free
So, buy us another shot and throw us in the van
If you give us no destination
You′re giving us something we understand
So, raise your glass to a life off the grid
Raise full sails, pull anchor dead ahead
Starboard towards a future that is always unknown
When this vessel sinks I′ll finally be home
Now we've been drinking for way too long
Pineapples and Gin pouring strong
And we′ve no money for gasolean
On me, live together, die free
So, raise your glass to a life off the grid
Raise full sails, pull anchor dead ahead
Starboard towards a future that is always unknown
And when this vessel sinks I'll finally be home
Writer(s): King Sam, Marino David Moki, Mcguire Jr Michael David, Mehew Tim, Powell Scott C Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com