Off the Grid

I unplugged my brain
Unjacked my psyche, I’ve
Stopped being crazy but I’m
One of very few; I won’t
Sell my freedom for
Things I never wanted,
Won’t be a slave, with any luck
Those days are through--
I’ve packed my bags
Brought back my pride
I’d rather live in rags
Than throw my dreams aside!
I’ve packed my bags
Brought back my pride
I’d rather live in rags
Hey hey hey hey
Doot doo doo doo doo doo
I was told that it’s
Safest to bury your
Dreams with commitments that
Never were your muse,
But how safe is it To make a man with
Dreams beyond what
He’s allowed to choose?
I’ve packed my bags
And brought back my pride
I’d rather live in rags
Than throw my dreams aside!
I’ve packed my bags
Brought back my pride
I’d rather live in rags
Hey hey hey hey
Doot doo doo doo doo doo
Some nobody sits in a Beige carpet box, doing
Nothing to buy something
He will never use, well I would
Be someone
Instead of buy something…
Hey hey hey hey
Doot doo doo doo doo doo