We Could Climb

We could climb onto the mountain
We could travel far away
But clearly not now
And not anytime today

Cause we are tired of doing nothing
And we need to have a rest
Lock the door and shut the window
We don’t want any sudden guests

We could make a fortune
We could buy our own plane
But we don’t care for dirty money
For they drive good men insane

Maybe we were made for purpose
But, you know, I don’t give a damn
Because worms under the ground
Accept any kind of men

So you cut your selfish wisdom
And let us waste our lives
Until we’re six feet under
To the no one’s surprise

Just lay down crack a bottle
And let the chips fall where they may
Life doesn’t worth the efforts
Gain doesn’t worth the pain