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We come undone in foreign parts |
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Our home is heavy in our hearts |
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But there's a bubble in Karachi |
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A Puerto Rican Joan and Chachi |
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The spirit of this place has long gone |
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In fact I think it never had one |
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So terrible and out of place |
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We've got the same decrepit stars |
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Got my papers and my ticket for the train |
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To anywhere, anywhere (x2) |
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Got my papers |
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Got my papers |
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We tread with people in their paths |
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Follow their signs and mystic marks |
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A mug of tea a cup of Sake |
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A Virgin Mary with the Marquis |
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By canoe and coracle |
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I solely own my carryall |
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Counting different coloured cars |
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We've got the same decrepit Stars |
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My plan has failed |
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Tremblings of trails |
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Yearning comforts of the dales |
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Got my papers |
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Got my papers |
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Got my papers |
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Got my papers and my ticket for the train |
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To anywhere, anywhere |
