The Riverside Walkers - I'm Getting Outta Here

Satellites are flying
The skies are bleeding
The blood of Christ from the sky is pouring
Some in here
And some out there
Want to sell your soul
There’s a new invention
His name is “creation”
Oh he can think he’s the new generation
His eyes are blinking
His heart is beating
He’s just like you and me
No way
I’m getting away
I’m getting outta here
Driving fast
In this big wide world
To a no-name land
Eating, eating
In an elephant graveyard
This habit’s gonna take me
Looking for
A brand new love
Somewhere far away
Data analytics
Business statistics
Social networking human blueprints
All the modern science
Serving the riches
What else is new?
Megacorporations
Private armies
Fighting for oil in foreign countries
Global warming
Carbon dioxide
Oceans’ plastic blue
No way
I’m getting away
I’m getting outta here
Driving fast
In this big wide world
To a no-name land
Eating, eating
In an elephant graveyard
This habit’s gonna take me
Looking for
A brand new love
Somewhere far away

Written by:
Yorgos Kakarontzas

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