The Thrill of Doing Absolutely Nothing a PUBG song by Eric Fullerton Lyrics
Everybody on this plane
Is a little bit insane
But we all have a destination
Hundred souls in a real tight cage
I'm ready for the worldwide stage
Close my eyes and jump without hesitation
Touch down, I'm on the ground
I don't see anyone around
I seem to have landed in a ghost town
I'll defend myself any way I can
With a helmet, bandage and frying pan
But now it's time to change my location
I could sit in a bush for an hour
I could lock myself away in a tower
It's the thrill of doing absolutely nothing
While I watch people drop like flies
I'm just floatin' down the river
When I saw a car drive by
He was ejected as he got shot by some guy
Then a girl on a motorbike
Blows up from an airstrike
Gotta get outta here, quick like
To me, this is better than being on vacation
Crouching motionless outside a gas station
Blue skies, fresh air, I think I see someone running there
Running through a field in his underwear
I could sit in a bush for an hour
I could lock myself away in a tower
It's the thrill of doing absolutely nothing
While I watch people drop like flies
It was down to the 2 of us
He had a gun and I had a pan
My first instinct was run as far as I can
So that's exactly what I did, I ran
I dodged them bullets coming at me
Jumping and weaving all over the place
I dove through a window
Just as he threw a grenade
It bounced off the wall and blew up in his face
So i guess he killed himself
Making me the winner
Excuse me while I eat my chicken dinner
Is a little bit insane
But we all have a destination
Hundred souls in a real tight cage
I'm ready for the worldwide stage
Close my eyes and jump without hesitation
Touch down, I'm on the ground
I don't see anyone around
I seem to have landed in a ghost town
I'll defend myself any way I can
With a helmet, bandage and frying pan
But now it's time to change my location
I could sit in a bush for an hour
I could lock myself away in a tower
It's the thrill of doing absolutely nothing
While I watch people drop like flies
I'm just floatin' down the river
When I saw a car drive by
He was ejected as he got shot by some guy
Then a girl on a motorbike
Blows up from an airstrike
Gotta get outta here, quick like
To me, this is better than being on vacation
Crouching motionless outside a gas station
Blue skies, fresh air, I think I see someone running there
Running through a field in his underwear
I could sit in a bush for an hour
I could lock myself away in a tower
It's the thrill of doing absolutely nothing
While I watch people drop like flies
It was down to the 2 of us
He had a gun and I had a pan
My first instinct was run as far as I can
So that's exactly what I did, I ran
I dodged them bullets coming at me
Jumping and weaving all over the place
I dove through a window
Just as he threw a grenade
It bounced off the wall and blew up in his face
So i guess he killed himself
Making me the winner
Excuse me while I eat my chicken dinner