"Far Out Country" lyrics

Can we ditch this television concrete?
Trade it in for some far-out country
You and me and some grass that's everlasting
Just gotta, gotta make it happen

Right back to myself
Working so hard to play someone else
But the role it never fit me well
That's someone else's game
See you later, I'm gone

I want to
Poke around in 4D in the morning
Grow a beard, nurse a little boredom
Let's die together from laughing about nothing
Just gotta, gotta let it happen

Slide out to the woods
You want to take a peak up under the hood?
Watch the treetops trade their wood
Really see how it runs
Yea baby we run

It's all I need
You and me and some far-out country
Wrapped up in another year of Sundays
The devil's real and his name is 'one day'
So let's get lost some far-out country

Right back to your stage
When you're in need of a little praise
But the ghosts out here
Ain't nothing to set you straight
Ain't going to set you straight

If we could just get over the hill
There's a place to hide, to take a dive
So let's ride
Beneath the porch and the trees
The dreams and the weeds tonight

It's all I need
You and me and some far-out country
Wrapped up in another year of Sundays
The devil's real and his name is 'one day'
So let's get lost some far-out country