Pay Streak

There is no west. The sun doesn't rise. No, the sun never rests as the Earth leans Into its forever pirouette, and you'll Never learn what your silhouette Is spending at midnight up here. Forget the pay streak. The going's too hard. Provisions don't keep. Persistence is not necessarily. Drilling is just temporarily Thrilling at midnight up here. But allow the boomtown mice their fun, 'cause they aren't hurting anyone. They're dancing and sousing on benders. They're not in it for the money. Yeah, I forgot to go home. Just leave me be. I'm working tables now, up to my Knees in the ground in June. I'm not going anywhere soon. I'm still out at midnight up here. But allow the boomtown mice their fun, 'cause they aren't hurting anyone. They're dancing and sousing on benders. They're not in it for the money. Something like war as the highway goes by. Hold on to your heart, you need those Moments that stir. There's fear every year for sure. See that clearly at midnight up here. I'm not going anywhere soon. I said leave me be. Get out of here, fool. My heart is camped out on that front, Still owed a true. Not going anywhere soon. I'm not going Anywhere soon. I'm not going. No. I'm not going anywhere Soon.