Intro:
What happened to the old records
When it sounded like this
What happened to the old records
When it was strictly classic
repeat

What's going on is what he once said
Guess nobody heard him
And it's no better as days go by
I'm gettin' fed up
pain and misery is taking over me
hungry babies unemployment lines people steady dying
I'm gettin' my bags and I'm going
to the place that is no where

Chorus
I'm going going packin' my bags
and going to no man's land
I'm going going packin' my bags
I'm going to no man's land

Catching cases and during time I'm getting careless
My baby's mama making me loose my mind
gotta keep my head up
the divorce rate running high ain't no family ties
where's our future, churches burning down,
  disease is spreading around
I'm getting my bags and I'm going to a place
  where no man's land

Chorus

Bridge x5
Sign of the times starring you in your face
I must go on try to find a better place

Chorus x5

Ad-lib
Gotta get away find here go far from here
fly away from here
Gotta get away find here go far from here