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Everybodys got themselves a plan
Everybody thinks they'll be
The man incuding the girls
The musicians who lack the friends to start a band
The singer song writers
The rest of us are DJ's or official club photographers
Anbd tonight I'm playing another Nambooka show
So I'm going through my phone book texting everyone I know
And quite a few I don't whose numbers found their way onto my phone
But I migh come along anyway you never really know
Because none of this is going anywhere
And pretty soon we'll all be old
And no one left alive will really care
About our glory days when we sold our souls
But if your all about the destination.
Then take a f**king flight
Where going nowhere slowley but seeing all the signs
And where deffinatly going to hell
But we'll have all the best stories to tell.
