Last night I had a moment of clarity
While driving down the dark, winding roads of Bergen County
I saw deer‐crossing signs that no longer apply
Guess a nice guy like me must have stopped short one too many times
Well maybe I'm a layman who forgot to set his own terms
'Cause one more day of this layin's gonna feed me to the worms
Heaven help the mighty and God save the weak
That's just what they taught you in your time
But if you're tired of being led just like a helpless sheep
To face the inevitable slaughter line
You better get out there and do something a little faster
Before your time runs out and they put you out to pasture
Where have the birds flown now
Where have the birds flown to
Where have the birds flown now
Off yonder, into the blue
Last night I had a moment of clarity
While driving down the dark, winding roads of northern Jersey
Like the phallic march of government onward towards the sea
I'll consent and pay my taxes so they'll quit following me
Well maybe I'm a layman who forgot to set his own terms
'Cause one more day of this layin's gonna feed me to the worms
Where have the birds flown now
Where have the birds flown to
Where have the birds flown now
Off yonder, into the blue
The Academy Blues Project - Into the Blue Lyrics
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Last night I had a moment of clarity
While driving down the dark, winding roads of Bergen County
I saw deer‐crossing signs that no longer apply
Guess a nice guy like me must have stopped short one too many times
Well maybe I'm a layman who forgot to set his own terms
'Cause one more day of this layin's gonna feed me to the worms
Heaven help the mighty and God save the weak
That's just what they taught you in your time
But if you're tired of being led just like a helpless sheep
To face the inevitable slaughter line
You better get out there and do something a little faster
Before your time runs out and they put you out to pasture
Where have the birds flown now
Where have the birds flown to
Where have the birds flown now
Off yonder, into the blue
Last night I had a moment of clarity
While driving down the dark, winding roads of northern Jersey
Like the phallic march of government onward towards the sea
I'll consent and pay my taxes so they'll quit following me
Well maybe I'm a layman who forgot to set his own terms
'Cause one more day of this layin's gonna feed me to the worms
Where have the birds flown now
Where have the birds flown to
Where have the birds flown now
Off yonder, into the blue
While driving down the dark, winding roads of Bergen County
I saw deer‐crossing signs that no longer apply
Guess a nice guy like me must have stopped short one too many times
Well maybe I'm a layman who forgot to set his own terms
'Cause one more day of this layin's gonna feed me to the worms
Heaven help the mighty and God save the weak
That's just what they taught you in your time
But if you're tired of being led just like a helpless sheep
To face the inevitable slaughter line
You better get out there and do something a little faster
Before your time runs out and they put you out to pasture
Where have the birds flown now
Where have the birds flown to
Where have the birds flown now
Off yonder, into the blue
Last night I had a moment of clarity
While driving down the dark, winding roads of northern Jersey
Like the phallic march of government onward towards the sea
I'll consent and pay my taxes so they'll quit following me
Well maybe I'm a layman who forgot to set his own terms
'Cause one more day of this layin's gonna feed me to the worms
Where have the birds flown now
Where have the birds flown to
Where have the birds flown now
Off yonder, into the blue
Writer: Mark Levy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid