What to do when your boundaries are set
What to do when all your goals are met
When ever stone has been overturned?
What is there left to do?
I guess I'll get rowdy and ruin the place
And wait for the day when I see your face
But that day seems to be a long way down the road
What else is there left to do?
What to do when you know where you're goin?
What to do when you know where you've been?
Nothin to do but live it all over
And go to those places again
If there were a part of the world that ain't been discovered
I'd go there and be a frontiersman
If there were some places that ain't been chartered
I'd find 'em and tell the world of them
But such lands and waters-they just don't exist
I'm stuck here in this little town
Where everybody knows my name
Everybody knows my occupation
Coz we all work the same
All of my friends don't feel as I
They're content to work and live in the normal way
For them I feel envy
I can't settle down
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