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Some Bullshit Escape Called in sick for work said the fevers getting worse There's a lot of that going around I packed a duffle bag With some clothes from the attic It's getting colder in the evening I hocked my pocket watch And a couple old guitars I could hardly stand to play them I drew all my savings out Closed my bank account stuck the money in the glove box I drove away on Monday I couldn't say where I was going to It's just something I had to do I was bored of it by Thursday driving amorously down aimless interstates searching for queues Yeah for you And I don't know where you are I guess I haven't looked to hard because I'm afraid that I might find you IS it special where you are Like Xanadu or Shangri-La Is it anything like Omaha I called in sick on Monday I was already of the next couple of days Some bullshit escape I was back to work on Thursday yeah, The fevers gone I think I it beat The fever bite me, yeah it bite me But I been sleeping and taking things I think I've got it beat...