Rozwell Kid - Rocket текст песни

Rock and Roll is fucking Useless
Is one of my excuses
For throwin in the towel and giving up Im down for packing up my saturn
and flooring it towards Nebraska
You’ve gotta get in your rocket
Fullspeed ahead straight towards the moon
It doesn’t matter if its grad school in Boston
or Christmas Trees in Austin
Do what you gotta do Shut up already I get the picture
You go to school make out, make kids, and die
Im scared of packin up my Windstar
and flooring it to Nebraska
You’ve gotta get in your rocket
Fullspeed ahead straight towards the moon
It doesn’t matter if its grad school in Boston
or Christmas Trees in Austin
Do what you gotta do I think it’s high time
that I take off
I think it’s high time
that I take off
I think it’s high time
that I take off
I think it’s high time
that I take off
You’ve gotta get in your rocket
Fullspeed ahead straight towards the moon
It doesn’t matter if its grad school in Boston
or Christmas Trees in Austin
Do what you gotta do