(teenage bigfoot lyrics)
you said, "let's leave it all behind.
two weeks seems like it's enough time
to get away from it all."
our bikes won't get us very far,
but if we steal my daddy's car
we'll make it 'cross state lines.
how far is anywhere but here?
we'll count the exits and the miles.
the left coast ocean looked the same
as the one back home, it was a shame
and such a let down, let california drown!
new york was burdened by snowfall.
they scratch their sermons on the wall,
said, "go home, jack! 'cause ya can't stay here!"
how far is anywhere but here?
we'll count the exits and the miles turned under wheel.
here's our goodbye: "so long, suckers, it's been real!"
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