Man, I got this little black bag,
With a little cash and my passport.
Got some snacks and a drink,
And the keys for my transport.
You never know,
When you need to get away.
You never know,
If that day is today.

Grab the bug-out bag,
On your way out the door.
Start a new life somewhere,
One that’s different than before.
Grab the bug-out bag,
Gonna live life on the run.
Seatbelt on and foot on the gas,
And head directly towards the sun.

Man, I got this non-descript bag,
That looks like any other.
Gotta grab it before I go,
Then I’ll go deep undercover.
You never know,
When...