The Upwards War and the Down Turned Cycle (Album Version)

The Upwards War And The Down Turned Cycle - Less Than Jake

All my friends always talk about

The stories of moving on and getting out

Then packing up and heading south

Their heads full of hopes and dreams

They're just like me

My friends aren't going anywhere

My friends all act so unaware

Now they have to face

Their best plans have all gone up in flames

They're just looking for something to take

To break up the day to day and all it's

Loneliness vacant space

The tragedy of minimum wage

All my friends always talk about

The stories of moving on and getting out

Then packing up and heading south

Their heads full of hopes and dreams

They're just like me

They're just like me

My friends are worried about last calls

And working jobs at shopping malls

Because they're in between

A mixed up pride and apathy

So tonight they'll talk of calling in

Calling in with bitter grins

Laughing at the state they're in

What a mess I'm just like them

All my friends always talk about

The stories of moving on and getting out

Then packing up and heading south

Their heads full of hopes and dreams

They're just like me

All my friends always talk about

The stories of moving on and getting out

Then packing up and heading south

Their heads full of hopes and dreams

So they're sleep walking their way through life

Sitting there and getting by

Like all the other friends of mine

Wishing for something more

Wishing for something more

All my friends always talk about

The stories of moving on and getting out

Then packing up and heading south

Their heads full of hopes and dreams

They're just like me

All my friends always talk about

The stories of moving on and getting out

Then packing up and heading south

Their heads full of hopes and dreams

They're just like me

Their heads full of hopes and dreams

They're just like me

Their heads full of hopes and dreams

They're just like me

They're just like me

They're just like me

They're just like me

All my friends always talk about

The stories of moving on and getting out

Then packing up and heading south

Their heads full of hopes and dreams

They're just like me