What happened to the old records
When it sounded like this
What happened to the old records
When it was strictly classics
Repeat
Whats going on is what he once said
Guess nobody heard him
And its no better as days go by
Im gettin fed up
Pain and misery is taking over me
Hungry babies unemployment lines people
Steady dying
Im getttin my bags and Im goning
To the place that is no where
Chorus
Im going going packin my bags
And going to no mans land
Im going going packin my bags
Im going to no mans land
Catching cases and during time Im getting
Careless
My babys mama making me loose my mind
Gotta keep my head up
The divorce rates running high aint no
Family ties
Wheres our future, chruches burning down,
Disease is spreading around
Im gettin my bags and Im going to a place
Where no mans land
Chorus
Sign of the times staring you in your face
I must go on try to find a better place
Repeat chorus five times
Ad-lib
Gotta get away find here go far from here
Fly away from here
Gotta get away find here go far from here
Fade