Some Bullshit Escape lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Good Life
Album: Black Out

Lyrics

Called in sick for work
Said the fevers getting worse
There's a lot of that going around
I packed a duffle bag
With some clothes from the attic
It's getting colder in the evening

I hocked my pocket watch
And a couple old guitars
I could hardly stand to play them
I drew all my savings out
Closed my bank account
Stuck the money in the glove box

I drove away on monday
I couldn't say where I was going to
It's just something I had to do
I was bored of it by thursday
Driving amorously down aimless interstates
Searching for queues
Yeah for you

And I don't know where you are
I guess I haven't looked to hard
Because I'm afraid that I might find you
Is it special where you are
Like xanadu or shangri-la
Is it anything like omaha

I called in sick on monday
I was already of the next couple of days
Some bullshit escape
I was back to work on thursday
Yeah, the fevers gone I think I it beat
The fever bite me, yeah it bite me
But I been sleeping and taking things
I think I've got it beat..