Suitcase - Standard Fare

My suitcase is packed under the bed and our jewels are baked, they’re baked in

bread

and I’m ready for when they come and they will I’ll be ready I can run I can be

still

I’ve been digging, got a bunker in my backyard filled with tins and dried fruit

I’m gonna survive the fallout

and I’m ready for when it happens and it will I’ll be ready I can run I can be

still

My only fear is how am I gonna save my family, I can get away I can only take

what I can carry

My mind’s awake there’s always a hundred things to think about.

When to escape is the only question left in doubt

and I’m ready for when they come and they will I’ll be ready I can run I can be

still.