If I take a single to the bay,
You will never see again me.
I’m tired to death of everyday,
And I want be closer to the sea.
All day long sleep under so lush green,
And so much be kissed by the sun,
feast my eyes on sunny sheen,
and feel happy like no one,
but the single is not bought.
I don’t spend a penny of my money,
Because a crowd can say that I’m a clot
trying catch the easter bunny.
So Society really expects
I'll grow up so much important person.
And will live by all the hard-boiled lex,
And my way is even chosen.
I don't think like them, and not afraid,
But I can’t alone live without people.
Very hard my life will be made,
But who says that life is simple...