Matt Cox

Lyrics

Moments are flying
Like a jet airplane
I can see them coming
Then they're gone again
Town by town and day to day
We're saving for our great escape
 
Peaches and honey 
Don't taste the same
With a dirty spoon 
Without a pretty name
Bullshit and money still got the same ring
If you shine it like a diamond
Or flush it down the drain
 
We gotta go
We can't stay
There's gonna be a time
There'll be a day
When we gotta go
I know it's hard to say
Just saving for our great escape
 
Some lack the courage
For to take the blame
They roll the dice like
It's a Milton Bradley game
While the high Sierra's are going up in flames
And the world we've made is a crying shame
 
We gotta go
We can't stay 
There's gonna be a time
There'll be a day
When we gotta go
I know it's hard to say
Just saving for our great escape
 
Our great escape
Our great escape
Our great escape
 
(c) 2016
Matt Cox/ASCAP