Livin’ Off The Grid


I’ve had enough of this crap, I’ve had it up to here!
Can’t escape for a minute, can’t drown it out with beer.
I’m cashin’ out my blue-chips, callin’ in my debts,
payin’ off my dues ‘n’ tabs, ridin’ off into the sunset.

Can’t take any more rat-race shit.
I’m stayin’ low, I’m jumpin’ ship.

I’m livin’ off the grid.

Got plans for my survival, that don’t include no bums,
no deadweights leechin’ off me, take each day as it comes.
I’m goin’ back to nature, so stick your golden rules,
your promises you’ve broken, no more playin’ me for a fool.

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It’s time to free my mind,
relax, chill out, unwind.
No watches, clocks or calendars,
no overlords ‘n’ managers.

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©23.10.2018 Andrew Robert Chapman


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