Never Come Back

Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back
No more, no more
No more, no more
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back
No more
What'd you say?

I'm on my way out the door
Take my weight for tour
Lost my patience for the States
I'll make a statement in Euros
All it takes is a plane
To get to places galore
That I could never afford
If I remained in the boroughs
Of Los Angeles
It isn't worth the challenges, is it?
I've done the canvasses
Of homeless folk inhabiting Civics
And that's what I whip
So I can't help but panic a smidgeon
I be giving back
But I can't risk a lack of my living

I might never come back (Come back!)
If I really get to go
I been living down bad (Down bad!)
So I'm hitting the road
Sick of dealing with that (Scumbag!)
Where does all my money go?
Let me move away and make it
Better than it was before

I'll get the fuck out of Dodge
I've been at odds with my lodging
And the cause been the cost
Since treating coughing with lozenges
Neither offices or restaurants
I offered my body
Ever compensated properly
They dropped me for talking
I was walking with a limp
Before I got to nineteen
Mickey D's did the trick
And crippled me with the cleaning
I could easily blame the seasons
But the reason it ain't healing
Is the greed it took
To claim "defective feet"
Checked directories
And couldn't get my workman's comp
Had a dream I fed my manager
A curb and stomped
Searched for representation
That I was hurt by complacency
But the work for the agencies
Wasn't worth the swamp
I swung and missed
And my bat ain't connected since
I'm on the fence about paying
My next month's rent
And I got one parent that don't want to see me
Bent over and fucked
So I'm packing my bags
Wish me good luck (buh-bye!)

I might never come back (Come back!)
If I really get to go
I been living down bad (Down bad!)
So I'm hitting the road
Sick of dealing with that (Scumbag!)
Where does all my money go?
Let me move away and make it
Better than it was before