Get Me Out

Every street looks just the same, Trimmed-up lawns and family names, Safe as hell, it’s kinda lame— Nothing ever goes wrong. Good schools and clean-cut parks, Streetlights glowing after dark, No real edge, no bite, no spark— How am I supposed to write songs? They’ve got programs, they’ve got care, Public funding everywhere, GDP beyond compare— Man, this place is unfair. So this is yet another “I wanna leave this town” song, (whoa-oh!) You already know the words— So you better sing along! We’re gonna pack all our friends, Cram ‘em in a rusty van, Drive straight into the sunset— Yeah, that’s a perfect plan! I wanna ditch this town ‘Cause it sucks so fucking much, (It’s just really, really boring And everyone’s outta touch!) I just wanna skate around Without someone yelling “hey!”, Tryna smoke behind the field— “Not today, kid, not today.” Sirens barely ever sound, Neighborhood watch hanging ‘round, Cop rolls up, I brace myself— He just tells me, “Settle down.” Clean records, decent pay, Counselors that know my name, Future’s basically pre-made— Man, I gotta escape. So this is yet another “I wanna leave this town” song, (whoa-oh!) You already know the words— So you better sing along! We’re gonna pack all our friends, Cram ‘em in a rusty van, Drive straight into the sunset— Yeah, that’s a perfect plan! I wanna ditch this town ‘Cause it sucks so fucking much, (It’s just really, really boring And everyone’s outta touch!) I could run, I could go, There’s a world I’ll never know, But the truth I won’t admit— I’ve got it good, I’m just sick of it. Low crime! Good schools! Structured lives and safety rules! Clean streets! Fair pay! God, I hate it anyway! So come on, get ‘round, Let’s get loud, let’s get high! (hey!) Talk some shit about this town— Even though we don’t know why! We’ll romanticize the road, Act like we’ve got it so tough, Sing about escape and pain— While life is good enough! Yeah, I’ll get out someday… …just not today.