Chill-axin'

High tide is up, and the water is coming in on the shore

I usually wait until vacation but I sure can't take this city anymore

Works been hell and that rush hour traffics never been a breeze

Ain't no hustle where I'm goin' just a owntrade wind a blowing through the trees

I don't need no sympathy that won't bring satisfaction

Just need to charge my battery, had a bad reaction

I'm gonna do my best to decompress

Chill-axin

I could fire up my old motorcycle and head up to the country where it's green

Maybe head up to Montana, but there's something about the ocean that's serene

Fifteen hundred miles, still got seven hundred left to do

But it don't seem like forever when you know that your out runnin' the blues

I don't need no sympathy 'cause that won't bring satisfaction

Just need to charge my battery had a bad reaction

Gonna do my best to decompress

Chill-axin

There's a worm in a bottle in a wide shot on the table

With some salt and lime and some mis---- maybe I'll be able

To find my paradise, put this broken world on ice

Chill-axin

High tide is up, and the water is coming in on the shore

I usually wait until vacation but I sure can't take this city anymore