No I can't just fly away
I can't even tell the days apart
Let the island clear your mind
And I'll write distractions on a line
Oh it might be warm where you are
But it's cold as hell at home, let me tell ya
It's a rat race
And you're saving to escape
Need a change of pace
You're betting on vacation
Travel with your friends
Oh you're making
Money you can spend
Now you're tasting
A life you've only dreamed
On vacation
You're coming home broke and happy
No I can't just fly away
And I drag my feet worse every day
Let the island clear your mind
I'll let distractions fill up mine
Oh it might be warm where you are
But every day's a storm , let me tell ya
It's a countdown
And you're exing out the days
Time is slowing down
You're waiting on vacation
Travel with your friends
Oh you're making
Money you can spend
Now you're tasting
A life you've been dying for
You're the poster child
Of travelling the world
No I can't just fly away
I can't even tell the days apart
Let the island clear your mind
And I'll write distractions on a line
Oh it might be warm where you are
But it's cold as hell at home, let me tell ya
It's a rat race
And you're saving to escape
It's a countdown
And you're exing out the days
It's a rat race
And you're saving to escape
It's a countdown
You're betting on vacation
Travel with your friends
Oh you're making
Money you can spend
Now you're tasting
A life you've only dreamed
On vacation
Coming home broke and happy
Vacation Video (MV)
Performed By: Attica Riots
Length: 3:09
Written by: ANDERS ERICKSON, BOBBY DESJARLAIS, DAVE ERICKSON, KYLE ERICKSON
Attica Riots - Vacation Lyrics
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No I can't just fly away
I can't even tell the days apart
Let the island clear your mind
And I'll write distractions on a line
Oh it might be warm where you are
But it's cold as hell at home, let me tell ya
It's a rat race
And you're saving to escape
Need a change of pace
You're betting on vacation
Travel with your friends
Oh you're making
Money you can spend
Now you're tasting
A life you've only dreamed
On vacation
You're coming home broke and happy
No I can't just fly away
And I drag my feet worse every day
Let the island clear your mind
I'll let distractions fill up mine
Oh it might be warm where you are
But every day's a storm , let me tell ya
It's a countdown
And you're exing out the days
Time is slowing down
You're waiting on vacation
Travel with your friends
Oh you're making
Money you can spend
Now you're tasting
A life you've been dying for
You're the poster child
Of travelling the world
No I can't just fly away
I can't even tell the days apart
Let the island clear your mind
And I'll write distractions on a line
Oh it might be warm where you are
But it's cold as hell at home, let me tell ya
It's a rat race
And you're saving to escape
It's a countdown
And you're exing out the days
It's a rat race
And you're saving to escape
It's a countdown
You're betting on vacation
Travel with your friends
Oh you're making
Money you can spend
Now you're tasting
A life you've only dreamed
On vacation
Coming home broke and happy
I can't even tell the days apart
Let the island clear your mind
And I'll write distractions on a line
Oh it might be warm where you are
But it's cold as hell at home, let me tell ya
It's a rat race
And you're saving to escape
Need a change of pace
You're betting on vacation
Travel with your friends
Oh you're making
Money you can spend
Now you're tasting
A life you've only dreamed
On vacation
You're coming home broke and happy
No I can't just fly away
And I drag my feet worse every day
Let the island clear your mind
I'll let distractions fill up mine
Oh it might be warm where you are
But every day's a storm , let me tell ya
It's a countdown
And you're exing out the days
Time is slowing down
You're waiting on vacation
Travel with your friends
Oh you're making
Money you can spend
Now you're tasting
A life you've been dying for
You're the poster child
Of travelling the world
No I can't just fly away
I can't even tell the days apart
Let the island clear your mind
And I'll write distractions on a line
Oh it might be warm where you are
But it's cold as hell at home, let me tell ya
It's a rat race
And you're saving to escape
It's a countdown
And you're exing out the days
It's a rat race
And you're saving to escape
It's a countdown
You're betting on vacation
Travel with your friends
Oh you're making
Money you can spend
Now you're tasting
A life you've only dreamed
On vacation
Coming home broke and happy
Writer: ANDERS ERICKSON, BOBBY DESJARLAIS, DAVE ERICKSON, KYLE ERICKSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.