The Coastals - d**h And Taxes lyrics

Let's quit our jobs and let's disown our parents Fall back a while on the welfare state Cut out Head down south And get a little place I've had enough of these pretentious neighbors I've had enough of this bullsh** town Let's go On the road I can't just hang around So let's end these doubts and close our accounts And just get in the car Go down the coast On the straightest roads Until we can't feel the city no more I'm sick of thinking 'bout d**h and taxes I'm sick of praying for my daily bread And you're Mom Is rambling on Just like she always does So let's leave our phones and tear up our loans Cut our ties and leave Because the way we're living and the way we struggle's Not the way it's meant to be And let's end these doubts and close our accounts And just get in the car Go down the coast On the straightest roads Until we can't feel the city no more