Paul Revere - Beastie Boys

County line, I'm countin' down Mailboxes until my house This place had a heartbeat in its day Vail bought the mountains and nothin' was the same Yes, the boys are drunk the sun is high And license plates "Live Free or Die" But it just ain't that simple, it never was We'll drink 'til New Years, then they'll leave me to clean up One day, I'm gonna cut it clear Ride like Paul Revere And when they ask me who I am I'll say, "I'm not from around here" I'll leave before the road crew's out Before those joggers, lookin' way too proud And I'll turn up the music and I'll forget Until it ends, that I'm not ready to let go yet One day, I'm gonna cut it clear Ride like Paul Revere And when they ask me who I am I'll just pretend I didn't hear It's typical, I fear Folks just disappear And when they ask me who I am I'll say, "I'm not from around here" I'll say, "I'm not from around here" But I'm in my car and I see the yard The patch of grass where we buried the dog And the world makes sense behind the chain-link fence If I could leave, I would've already left But I'm in my car and I see the yard And the patch of grass where we buried the dog And the world makes sense behind the chain-link fence If I could leave, I would've already left I would've already left

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