You gotta nice job
In an office on the seventh floor,
Oh, but you're lookin' out
The window and you're thinkin;
That there's somethin more.
You clear your head,
You close your eyes,
But somethin' deep inside you cries:
Let's go
Let's go to the great unknown,
Find the one that rolled away the stone.
Let's go to the foreign shore,
Find a way to give
like we never gave before.
Let's go,
Going far and wide,
Pack your bags and leave it all behind.