Grounded

GROUNDED Verse I Don´t be afraid! I´m rolling down the hill with my boys in a mint green car. Seven decks in the pick-up and a bottle of gin. Two boxes beer, the boys are thirsty, give them Heineken. There is no plan, no destination, we are just drifting around. In former times this was my life, now one day in a month! Everybody has to struggle, just a fight through the days, and cause the scars are getting long we´re erasing them. With old friends and good drinks, like we always did. This is our world, our feelings, how we deal with them. You call it off-putting, we call it lifestyle! Welcome to our world! This is the south, guys! Chorus Home is where your heart lives! Where this all started. Where you share a life with your friends, growing up and getting old, falling down to find strength! Home is where your heart lives, gives rest when you're troubled! No money's needed, rich as a king, cause all we need the girls and boys, our hill and the drinks. Verse II Flying around, flying around, this globe, this world, but always sure, I´ll be back in my zone with my girls! Some are searching, some have found it! Some are fly, some are grounded! Some are searching a whole life for themselves and copy styles! On their quest, they´re making miles! This takes a while! Some are searching a whole life for themselves and copy styles! On their quest, they´re making miles! Making miles! C Part Welcome to our world! Welcome to the south, guys! You call it off-putting, we call it lifestyle! Where the boys are rude, and the girls are pretty. Suckers stay away, cause our hobby´s kicking dickheads! Welcome to our world! Welcome to the south, guys! You call it off-putting, we call it lifestyle! Where the boys are rude, and the girls are pretty. Suckers stay away, cause our hobby´s kicking dickheads! Kicking dickheads! Kicking dickheads! Chorus