I\u2019ve been lookin\u2019 \u2018round this place
\ndon\u2019t see nothin\u2019 I can\u2019t do without
\nthese faces haven\u2019t changed (much)
\n(but) growin\u2019 tired of this syllabus
\nI need some deviation
\nfeelin\u2019 out of touch
\nI hate to say it\u2019s true, my dear
\nthings are gettin\u2019 kinda worn with you, too
\nseasons come an\u2019 go – with the same ol\u2019 same ol\u2019
\neverybody doin\u2019 the same ol\u2019 thing
\nain\u2019t no thunder, ain\u2019t no lightning
\nI need some deviation
\nsomething shocking, something frightening<\/p>\n
perhaps I\u2019m just a deviant
\nperhaps I\u2019m just a cad
\nbut the times I spent out on the wire
\nwere the best I ever had
\nso I\u2019m goin\u2019 back out there
\ngoin\u2019 back in time<\/p>\n
so I\u2019m headed for the border
\ngoin\u2019 back out on patrol
\na sidearm and a compass
\nmy knapsack an\u2019 my bedroll
\nI need some deviation
\nor I’m afraid I’ll go insane
\nmight be goin\u2019 to the city now
\nwhere the hustle never sleeps
\ncrowds an\u2019 bodies everywhere – flash an\u2019 glare
\nopportunity an\u2019 dark despair
\nhipsters an\u2019 freaks an\u2019 music in the streets
\nI need some deviation
\nget myself back in the game<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t care enough \u2018bout nothin\u2019
\nno passions no animus, you see
\ngot no bling, I\u2019m soft an\u2019 slow
\nlike complacency
\nso I\u2019m goin\u2019 back out there
\ngoin\u2019 back in time
\nI\u2019m takin\u2019 back my soul
\nI need some deviation
\neven out my head
\ninternational intrigue
\nwith kaleidoscopic currency
\nand paraphrase fatigue
\ndialectic stampede
\nas places come an\u2019 go – nothin\u2019 hoary, it don’t get old
\nwith thunder and lightning
\nshocking an\u2019 frightening<\/p>\n
perhaps I\u2019m just a deviant
\nperhaps I\u2019m just a cad
\nbut the times I spent out on the wire
\nwere the best I ever had
\nso I\u2019m goin\u2019 back out there
\ngoin\u2019 back in time<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I\u2019ve been lookin\u2019 \u2018round this place don\u2019t see nothin\u2019 I can\u2019t do without these faces haven\u2019t changed (much) (but) growin\u2019 tired of this syllabus I need some deviation feelin\u2019 out of touch I hate to say it\u2019s true, my dear … Continue reading