Quit your job.
Mobilize.
Hit the road.
No long goodbyes
Pack a bag.
It's getting late
Fill'r up
Accelerate
Sugar, put your clothes back on - I know it's getting late
Got nothing much to say
I'm resigned to my faith
See tonight, we set sail - better still, road
(.?)
Gotta get away, maybe hitch a ride
Fugitives - for the world outside
(...) face the truth, we go to jail
Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
Fugitives - for the world outside
Fugitives - for the world outside
Sugar put your clothes back on
I have nothing left to prove
You've got naked ambition
In every single move
Quit your job.
Mobilize.
Hit the road.
No long goodbyes
Pack a bag.
It's getting late
Fill'r up
Accelerate
See tonight, we set sail - better still, road
(.?)
Fugitives...
Writer(s): Chuck Kentis, David Palmer, Martin David Fry
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