(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
Gotta get away, gotta get away
Gotta get away, gotta get
(chorus)
I`m on a permanent vacation
Nothing left to move
I want a revelation
Nothing left to prove
I could take it with me
Leave you all behind
Got some kind of feeling
Burnin` on my mind
Sleeping late in the morning
Stay out all night long
Every day is like the one before
I`m going wrong
I`m going wrong
(repeat chorus)
There`s only one thing you can do
This I gotta do, oh, oh, oh
I got nothing to win, nothing to lose
Nothing left to prove
One thing to do
Well, I`m on a permanent vacation
I`m on a permanent vacation
I`m on a permanent vacation
Permanent vacation