Get To Leave Songtext / Lyric

Make sure your baby's well tucked

in a blanket in the basket of a back seat

of a wagon that don't run on air

if you can't afford the fuel, pray you get the passion

to keep the spirit rolling and get on out of here



Get to leave, get to leave, get to leave

with rumors of a better world

once you get to leave



a nickels' worth of comfort

and a thimble full of luck

may you make out with a buck

more then you'll ever need

on this planet made of rock, hard liquor and discomfort

with rumors of a better world

once we get to leave



Get to leave, get to leave, get to leave

with rumors of a better world

once you get to leave






shadowing the season of change

the winds blow in and they rearrange

tending the garden of change

the weeds come in and they rearrange

maybe it's the angle of the sun

when it's such a twisted light

or the impossible darkness of a starless night

or the triangle of 3 lovers in need of fresh flight

or the maniac mindings of a monocled monk

with a nickels' worth of comfort

and a thimble full of luck

may you make out with a buck

more then you'll ever need

on this planet made of rock, hard liquor and discomfort

with rumors of a better world

once we get to leave



Get to leave, get to leave, get to leave

with rumors of a better world

once you get to leave