The New Abnormal?
Where you gotta go to get away from yourself
I've had about as much of me I can take
I need to do a little something for my mental health
Think it's time for me to make my escape
I'll ride my bike from right here to way over there
From over there back where here used to be
It seems like someone's looking over my shoulder
I turned around and found that someone was me
Where you gotta go to get away from yourself
I've had about as much of me I can take
I need to do a little something for my mental health
Think it's time for me to make my escape
I got monkey on my back so I called up my mama
Said mama what's your poor boy to do
She said I'm telling you son I know a little bout monkeys
And that monkey looks exactly like you
Hey mama hey mama say it ain't so
I'm wanting in and you're kicking' me out
I love you son, don't give a shit about monkeys
Mama that's exactly what I'm talking about
Where you gotta go to get away from yourself
I've had about as much of me I can take
I need to do a little something for my mental health
Think it's time for me to make my escape
Where it all ends the Lord only knows
You ask me, I don't give a damn
This ol' world keeps on spinning in circles
And every where I go I already am
Where you gotta go to get away from yourself
I've had about as much of me I can take
I need to do a little something for my mental health
Think it's time for me to make my escape
How do you escape from escape
That's the question I'm asking
How do you escape from escape
Who's got the answer
How do you escape from escape
I've had about as much of me I can take
I need to do a little something for my mental health
Think it's time for me to make my escape
I'll ride my bike from right here to way over there
From over there back where here used to be
It seems like someone's looking over my shoulder
I turned around and found that someone was me
Where you gotta go to get away from yourself
I've had about as much of me I can take
I need to do a little something for my mental health
Think it's time for me to make my escape
I got monkey on my back so I called up my mama
Said mama what's your poor boy to do
She said I'm telling you son I know a little bout monkeys
And that monkey looks exactly like you
Hey mama hey mama say it ain't so
I'm wanting in and you're kicking' me out
I love you son, don't give a shit about monkeys
Mama that's exactly what I'm talking about
Where you gotta go to get away from yourself
I've had about as much of me I can take
I need to do a little something for my mental health
Think it's time for me to make my escape
Where it all ends the Lord only knows
You ask me, I don't give a damn
This ol' world keeps on spinning in circles
And every where I go I already am
Where you gotta go to get away from yourself
I've had about as much of me I can take
I need to do a little something for my mental health
Think it's time for me to make my escape
How do you escape from escape
That's the question I'm asking
How do you escape from escape
Who's got the answer
How do you escape from escape
Credits
Writer(s): George Fox, William Prichard
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