Pack My Bags And Leave

This life I live is pointless, like the circus it’s a joke
I’ve just been made redundant so not long until I’m broke

Nothing else to do, I’ve been bored since I awoke
So I roll another spliff and to the end I give a poke

I hold the lighter to the J, the flame it gives me hope
Then slowly breathing in I pray, and draw another toke

I inhale all my troubles then I blow them out in smoke
For maybe just a second there it felt like I could cope

But just as you expected, the feeling didn’t last
I thought that things were better, but soon the feeling passed

Coming back to haunt me all these undeserving worries
The rate my life is going I’ll be serving up mc flurry’s

Lovin’ it I’m not these thought’s they plague me like disease
So now the time has come for me to pack my bags and leave

While it had me flying high and soaring like a vulture
I realised what I needed was adventure mixed with culture

So heading off to Fiji soon but here for what it’s worth
Get a fuckin squeegee wipe me off the face of earth