I’m
Gonna
Catch
A
Flight
And
Get
Out
Of
Here,
This
Warring
Country
Without
Cheer
Can’t
Hold
Me
Down,
I’m
Getting
Out
Of
Town
And
Going
Over
There,
To
Get
A
Righteous
Share
Of
A
Sunny
Life
Without
Strife,
Or
Frantic
Politics,
Or
Nuts
With
Automatic
Death
Sold
In
Faceless
Stores,
I’m
Not
Taking
It
Anymore!
Hey,
Don’t
We
Have
The
Right
To
Choose?
I’ve
Got
Little
Left
To
Lose,
And
There’s
No
Way
I’ll
Fight
To
Stay.