Testo One Way Ticket

So...
Do you want to get old, under corporate control?
Play a fraudulent role?
Let them torture your soul?
Only talk when you're told?
Bow to Dorks who blame YOU when their coffee gets cold?
Time to alter your goal...
Tell them you quit. Of course that shit's bold, but you've only got one life...
I'm the fork in your road.
So follow me, follow me please...
Start by tossing your phone and don't worry about cheese...
Or the cost of your loan.
Off we off off we go...
Bye bye your 9 to 5.
You can change your name to Bonnie and I can change mine to Clyde.
We won't get any richer, but imagine the bigger picture.
There's a bit of bread I've been saving, and I've been craving to share it with ya
Honey... Why should I go learn and study?
Find a firm and dully die in a tie and shirt for money like a worthless dummy?
Buy some turf in a hurry?
Buy a girl to love me?
Anxiety hurts my tummy. I prefer a sunny beach because life ain't worth the worry, so I say "fuck it."
Clock stay ticking.
Let's not wait one straight minute.
Let's get on that runway, quick!
Let's hop on a plane with a one way ticket.
Monday, kick it, get lifted...
Let's get a room in Venice.
Tuesday head where the view's terrific.
Relax... listen to the crickets.
Wednesday... Sweet...
Let's get a treat, have sex til dawn in an excellent suite,
Find a restaurant with the best thing to eat.
We can rest if you want for the rest of the week.
Head to the beach,
Take a nude swim,
Bring a crate of brews,
Make some new friends,
Play ukulele for they amusement,
And (sing...) ‘til we break a few strings...(sing)
Let's meet different cultures,
Different folks with distant approaches,
Chill in their homes, sleep on their sofas,
Or in motels infested with roaches,
Slick hotels - mingle with showbiz...
Wear silk robes, slippers and loafers,
Sniff up coke as we live for the moment,
With rich mini bar fridges and chauffeurs.
We're rock and rollers, cocky soldiers.
They cannot control us, or stop the motive.
We brush the globe's stress off our shoulders,
Go straight, and don't care what the road is:
South America, round across Asia,
Head down, visit the south of Australia,
Chill in every village and town they call dangerous,
Go where we'll never be found
They lost trail of us.
Get a buzz, sitting on the world's roof.
Swigging whisky til we feel quite loose.
Scream down from steep mountain peaks like Zeus,
Like " PEACE" people, peep my deuce!
Let's get a bit of medicine and buy berrettas
For when we end up eating my supply of cheddar.
Better yell farewell to a life of pleasure,
Then we can pull our weapons out and we can die together:
Tchicka POW!