(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


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