"Gotta Get Out Of Here" lyrics

Week days I get up and go to work
Come on home
When I punch that time clock
It's like pushing a channel changer
I wish I had a contract dispute so they would
Just write me off
A new soap opera every day
And I didn't even audition

And on Saturdays I get up and I go to the laundromat
And on Sundays I go to moms and hang out in the kitchen
And then on Monday morning I'm back there once again
Two days of the real world is where I'm gonna stay

Well I'm gonna get out of here
Buy a Triple A map and go around the world
I'm gonna get out of here
Gonna sell everything that I own
Gonna get out of here
What I can't sell I'm gonna leave behind
Gonna get out of here
Cause you can bank your money but you can't bank your time

I said it more than once that I truly hate my job and where I'm going
Where exactly was I going to anyway
I can't even remember
Everyday I get up and I walk down the same street and I stand on the same bus stop and I catch the same bus downtown
I sit in the same seat with the same lady with a gallon of Walgreens perfume on and I get the same old things
And then I get out
And I walk down the alley
And I walk down the street
And I walk down the stairs
And then I punch in
And I punch out
And I go home
And go to bed
And come back and do it again

And on Saturdays I get up and I go to the laundromat
And on Sundays I go to moms and hangout in the kitchen
And then on Monday morning I'm back there once again
Two days of the real world is where I'm gonna stay

Well I'm gonna get out of here
Well I'm gonna sell everything that I own
I'm gonna get out of here
Oh what I can't sell I'm gonna leave behind
I'm gonna get out of here
Buy a Triple A map and go around the world
I'm gonna get out of here
Because you can buy a house but you can't buy your peace of mind
Before I get too old