The Rat Race
G A D
D A
Sometimes I want to hide out,
G A
Where nobody knows.
D A
Take my things and find some place,
G A
That no one ever goes.
D A
Walk away from this rat race,
G A
Let the hair grow on my face,
D A
Disappear from the human race,
G A D
And walk out on the world.
D A
I hate rent.
G A
And I can't stand the government
D A G
It's taking half of everything I earn.
D A
A simple life is all I crave
G A
And I'd do more than rant and rave
G A D
If I could turn my back upon the world
Chorus:
D A
I'd be a recluse!
G A
They'd call me "The hermit".
D A G
That's exactly what I'd want to be.
D A
To heck with everyones demands.
G A
I wouldn't have to make a stand.
G A D
I could turn my back upon the world.
Chorus:
D A
I'd be a slob.
G A
I'd make myself a real hog.
D A G
I'd smell so bad even I would cringe.
D A
I'd never wash. I'd never shave.
G A
There'd be no one who could complain,
G A D
If I turn my back upon the world.
Chorus:
D A G
Sometimes I want to hide out where
D
nobody knows.
October 6, 1999
Randy K Wallace.com
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