"Going South" as written by Michael Derek Allen and Andrew Keith Gray....
Peace and love, a phoney kind of blubber
My instincts tell me to crash
You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them
I somehow think this won't last

So I'm moving south
To the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
Where the head unloads

You've got a reason some funky little demons
Telling me that life is a gas
You're a deconstruction a euphemism nothing
Motown gives it a blast

So I'm moving south
To the great unknown
Yeah I'm going south
Where the head unloads

Called my brother, he said, "I need a lawyer"
And my life is sinking at best
Called my brother, he said, "I've just become
A moaner who lives in the past"

You've got a vision some funky little sms
Telling me that life is a gas
Your misconception is a pitiful expression
It's something, I'll never possess

So I'm moving south
To the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
Where the head unloads

Peace and love, a phoney kind of blubber
My instincts tell me to crash
You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them
I somehow think this won't last

So I'm moving south
To the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving south
Where the head unloads



Lyrics submitted by mtmoore

"Going South" as written by Michael Derek Allen Andrew Keith Gray

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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