Packin' Up My Caravan

I've got a pocket full of cigarettes and a letter from the alphabet
If I knew any better I'd put them together and see what I get
A cigarette
I should learn to smoke
I feel like a deaf man that's never heard a word he spoke

My head is tired
And my legs are on fire
I'm packin' up my caravan
And I'm moving to the sun

If I had a pencil and a box of books I'll tell you just what I'd do
I'd erase every word in there and draw a brand new pair of shoes
I'd walk for fifteen days and nights with a lighter in each of my hands
I'm gonna set this whole goddamn world on fire if I can

Because my head is tired
And my legs are on fire
I'm packin' up my caravan
And I'm moving to the sun

I'll be gone
I won't have to be anyone

I'm packin' up my caravan
And I'm moving to the sun
I'm packin' up my caravan
And I'm moving to the sun



Credits
Writer(s): Zack Fischmann
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