Going South

Peace and love
a phony 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
a Motown gives it a blast
So I'm moving south
to the great unknown
Yeah I'm moving 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,
a moaner who lives in the past."
You've got a vision
some funky little isms
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 phony 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