Matt Miller writes songs embracing a variety of styles. His primary
instrument is a baritone guitar, which compliments
his deep voice. He also plays the flute.
Gonna get out... Gonna get out... Gonna get out... Gonna get out of the city Gonna get out of the country Gonna leave everything I know, you know Gonna move to the jungle Gonna live in the trees You can think whatever you want, whatever you want of me. Chorus (repeated twice) Route six-hundred and sixty-six You ain't seen nothin, you ain't seen half of my tricks Well I'm the man who would be king And I'm not thinking about everything On a hillside steep and wild I'm gonna redefine my style - yeah! Redefine my style Chorus Bridge: Well, it's better than all that Taking in the milk, and putting out the cat And it's better than a cruise For getting all of youse. Well I'm the lord of all I say And I say nothing truly goes away But all I touch it turns to gold Take a stick and shove it down that hole Ah, but to you I must confess All i do, I do to gain your sweet caress But anyone would do the same It's just that some of us are better at the game Better at the game Better at the game