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Bushwhackin'
Scott Simpson
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Every day my clock is ticking
Except it's not a clock
It's my smartphone playing chicken
With this here six-pound rock.
Don't care what text is arriving,
Just which appointment I just missed,
I gotta get somewhere I don't need permission
Just to shout out loud, just to take a piss.
Don't pay me no nevermind I'm just
Runnin' round these woods,
Gotta get some bushwackin' done or I will
Lose my mind for good, now
Yes I will
Lose my mind for good
This planet's getting hotter
And I'm not just talking degrees
You gotta get yourself out of the kitchen
You gotta get yourself back into the trees.
They say the more you cram into an hour
The more you can relax later on,
But there's no work makes a bird, makes a flower
Ignore 'em too long an 'fore you know it they're gone.
Don't pay me no nevermind I'm just
Runnin' round these woods,
Gotta get some bushwackin' done or I will
Lose my mind for good.
Don't pay me no nevermind I'm just
Runnin' round these woods,
Gotta get some bushwackin' done or I will
Lose my mind for good, now
Yes I will
Lose my mind for good
Source: ScottSimpsonAllLyrics (2).pdf · pp. 167–168
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