I'm not driving south with the devil on my back
Drinking whiskey 'cause it's corny
We're not selling our soul for rock and roll
I'm a loser, and I'm forty
I'm not wasting this music, wasting these words
Wasting my time singing something absurd
I'm not wishing I was back in the U.S. of A
'Cause I come from Morecambe, where the skies are grey
Everything in life is so free and easy
You don't need to look so far away to find yourself
Live on a cul-de-sac, my name's not Zac
I don't shoot guns, it's not healthy
I drive a Ford C-Max I got off my dad
And it's filthy, I'm not wealthy
I don't waste my time telling stories to sell
I need to empty my bins 'cause they're starting to smell
Stick on my coat 'cause there's always rain
I don't care about the sun, I've nothing to gain
Everything in life is so free and easy
You don't need to look so far away to find yourself
If you're needing a moan
Remember, you're never alone
And if you're tryna reach too far
Just remember, folks, you're great the way you are
You're a perfect beautiful soul
Who's story's worth being told
So take a long look inside
And saddle that tiger, go out for a ride
Everything in life is so free and easy
You don't need to look so far away to find yourself
Everything in life is so free and easy
You don't need to look so far away to find yourself
Everything in life is so free and easy
You don't need to jump that high to get off the shelf
