The Human Project - High Anxiety
	lyrics
Gotta get out of this city, gotta get out of this town. Gotta get out of this concrete jungle, too much goin down. I need me some county backroads, and a wiff of some real clean air. I got nothin but high anxiety...from smokestacks blowin everywhere. Need to find me a river, need to find me a creek. Need to find me a fishin pole and something cold to drink. I need some peace and quite, and I need some time to think. Cause all I knows this city life...is taken me to the brink. You try to find a place to run, you try to find a place to hide. You know thes asphault highways, are gettin too damn wide. Extending to the mountains, extending to the sea. Its gettin harder and harder these days for a man to find him...some relief. They keep buildin em taller, and they keep building em wide, they keep pouring that concrete, covering everything in site, and that smoke just keeps on belchin, from oil and gasoline. And we all know this city life, is takin us to the brink. So I'm headin for the country...lookin for a stream. Loadin up my fishin pole and something cold to drink. Gonna get me some peace and quite, gonna get me some relief. And I'm tryin to stop this city life...from being the death of me. YEAH.