Get Lost

I feel like things just ain't right

Right, like they was before

I hear nature calling, calling from my front door

I just need to skidaddle

I think I'll go and try Seattle

On the road eat the local jerky then south down to Albuquerque

While I'm there, try my new persona

Then on the weekend check out Arizona

Lord get me out of my home I need to ramble, I need to roam

I feel like things just ain't right

Right, like they was before