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¡Mayday!

Last Minute Trip

 

Last Minute Trip

(álbum: Take Me To Your Leader - 2012)


Ah, can you feel it, feel it?
Rush up then go away the strange feeling
No goodbyes, didn't think that I was leaving
It's a last minute trip

[Bernz:]
On and on and on, about the daily stresses in life
Light up a pipe or bright now I know more than a flight
Put it on autopilot for the rest of the night
Give me certified sikes 95 smugglers price
I need to go and get gone, get lost so I can find myself
Ain't packed my bags but got a duffle of something else
I'm from the nuclear family imploding on itself
Drive through the desert no water hoping you wish me well
Wishing well quarters for pink piggy banks
Burning man burning now I'm lost in the ranks
[?]
Watching tequila sun rise, so many vultures in the sky
Circling my ride, you would think it's feeding time

Ah, can you feel it, feel it?
Rush up then go away the strange feeling
No goodbyes, didn't think that I was leaving
Guess, it's a last minute trip

[Wrekonize:]
It's a minute past diminish, not a minute past later
Getting travel tips off of Carlos Castaneda
I've taken journeys before, but never this intact
Pushed on the door to explore now I can't go back
What a mess [?], but we know that each soul
Is the center of its world 'til it elopes
And sky dives high off a cliff, grand canyon
You can't see the heavens if your beers still standing junior
Reality is trying to ruin ya
Rid with me, forget about the bullshit pursuing ya
Would have packed bags but this trip just wasn't planned
But what's a man need but the water and the land
Pick a son of six plants, pocket full of high
Quit your day job they'll just dock it till you die
Pick up a pink slip and file it with the tribe
And be sure to send a post card from the other side, goodbye

Ah, can you feel it, feel it?
Rush up then go away the strange feeling
No goodbyes, didn't think that I was leaving
It's a last minute trip
Ah, can you feel it, feel it?
Rush up then go away the strange feeling
No goodbyes, didn't think that I was leaving
Guess, it's a last minute trip

feito

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