Last Minute Trip - Mayday!

Ah, can you feel it, feel it?

Rush up then go away the strange feeling

No goodbyes, didn’t think that I was leaving

It’s a last minute trip

On and on and on, about the daily stresses in life

Light up a pipe or bright now I know more than a flight

Put it on autopilot for the rest of the night

Give me certified sikes 95 smugglers price

I need to go and get gone, get lost so I can find myself

Ain’t packed my bags but got a duffle of something else

I’m from the nuclear family imploding on itself

Drive through the desert no water hopin' you wish me well

Wishin' well quarters for pink piggy banks

Burnin' man burnin' now I’m lost in the ranks

Watchin' tequila sun rise, so many vultures in the sky

Circlin' my ride, you would think it’s feedin' time

Ah, can you feel it, feel it?

Rush up then go away the strange feeling

No goodbyes, didn’t think that I was leaving

Guess, it’s a last minute trip

It’s a minute past diminish, not a minute past later

Gettin' travel tips off of Carlos Castaneda

I’ve taken journeys before, but never this intact

Pushed on the door to explore now I can’t go back

What a mess, but we know that each soul

Is the center of its world 'til it elopes

And sky dives high off a cliff, grand canyon

You can’t see the heavens if your beers still standin' junior

Reality is tryin' to ruin ya

Rid with me, forget about the bullshit pursuin' ya

Would have packed bags but this trip just wasn’t planned

But what’s a man need but the water and the land

Pick a son of six plants, pocket full of high

Quit your day job they’ll just dock it till you die

Pick up a pink slip and file it with the tribe

And be sure to send a post card from the other side, goodbye

Ah, can you feel it, feel it?

Rush up then go away the strange feeling

No goodbyes, didn’t think that I was leaving

It’s a last minute trip

Ah, can you feel it, feel it?

Rush up then go away the strange feeling

No goodbyes, didn’t think that I was leaving

Guess, it’s a last minute trip