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Secret Lives! of the Freemasons
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Well, step one: sell everything you own
Buy a ticket, get out of this town right now
And step two: you cut ties with who you knew
They'll only drag you back to that place that hurt you
And I could read more than three lines
On how I hate every street corner and stop sign
I wanna get out, gotta get out
I wanna get out of this town right now
I wanna get out, gotta get out
Get out of this town
Well, I'm afraid of airplanes
But I'll get it over today
I wanna leave this place, oh
Well, I hope that they can see me wave
Up here in this seat next to outer space
And when you touch down and your feet meet new ground
Well, try your best, try your best to forget that place
And they say that every town's the same
Well, I beg to differ, I hate that fucking place
I wanna get out, gotta get out
I wanna get out of this town right now
I wanna get out, gotta get out
Get out of this town
Well, I'm afraid of airplanes
But I'll get it over today
I wanna leave this place, oh
I wanna get out, gotta get out
I wanna get out of this town right now
I wanna get out, gotta get out
Get out of this town
I wanna get out, gotta get out
I wanna get out of this town right now
I wanna get out, gotta get out
Get out of this town