[ Featuring JR ]
I'm kicking it babe, I'm kicking it good
I ain't kicking out a thing like you thought I should
I'm packing my bag, pitching my tent
Ask anybody and they won't tell you where I went
Thinking it over baby
Tell you what I'm gonna do
Think you're gonna sacrifice me, I'm gonna sacrifice you
Like I was telling you babe in the wee small hours
When a man's at the height of his creative powers
He don't hang around waiting for bread to rise
So I'm living on biscuits, and telling you babe, goodbye
If you ever get to wondering if I'm gone for good
Just take a look around the old neighborhood
I can tell you a thing bout everything you're gonna see
Every bush, every rock, every tree, ain't none of em me
