(I’m Gettin’) Offa The Grid

(Demo)


When I wake up every morning

The very first thing I do

Is take a little time to go on line

And see what’s new


So I check on the latest headlines

The weather and the scores

The catastrophes and new diseases

The earthquakes & the wars


And the rest of the day will be the same routine

Eyeballs glued to this laptop screen

And the sun will go down before I close the lid

But one of these days I'm gettin off of the grid


Now I Guess I better check my mailbox

Cause my ship mighta just come in

Seven-hundred-fifty new letters to read

Better stick em in the unread bin


So I take a little peek at my Facebook page

To see what might be goin’ on

And I get into a chat ‘bout a picture of a cat

With some lady down in Boca Raton


But why should I care how many friends I get

When I never get to see the friends I've actually met?

Now I Better check the traffic on my YouTube vid

one of these days I'm gettin offa the grid


    I ‘m gettin offa the grid

    Way off line

    I'm gonna leave the future far behind


    I gotta brand new website

    Here's the URL

    It's w w w dot go to hell


Well I need to buy a bag of groceries

So I stop by the cash machine

Before I even start to swipe my card 

These words come on the screen


It says good morning Mr. Galison

Your funds are running kind of low

And we just got a message from the IRS

That says its just about the ‘mount you owe.


Well I’m tired of feeling like everybody else

Knows more about me than I know myself

I wanna get lost like when I was a kid

Hey everyone of these days I'm gettin off of the grid

   I ‘m gettin offa the grid

    Way off line

    I'm gonna leave the future far behind


    I gotta brand new website

    Here's the URL

    It's w w w dot go to hell


Gonna log on into ebay

Get rid of everything I can sell

Take my i-phone, I-book, I- pad, i-pod

and throw ‘em to the bottom of a well


Gonna move to the middle of nowhere

Where the google truck’ll never go

And try my hand, on a little piece of land

And see what kinda food’ll grow


Gonna lose my connection with the world wide web

Get connected to the real live world instead

Gonna grow potatoes like my Grandpa did


Hey everyone, I’m gettin’ offa the grid


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