Vacation and barbecue Small talking and nothing to do You keep it locked in a shopping cart A bourgeois shangri-La
Got a feeling that I don’t belong Got a feeling that I shouldn’t be here Can’t stand another single day I gotta get away Ohhh….
Talking shit about the neighbor's wife But when she comes you put on a big smile Like to throw up in a Gucci bag She’s coming here to brag
Got a feeling that I don’t belong Got a feeling that I shouldn’t be here Can’t stand another single day Gotta get away Ohhh….
A house and a boat and a great shiny car Things just to prove you'll go far Soda streamer, widescreen TV, cute little dog Perfect in your shallow bourgeois
(Shangri-La.....)
Got a feeling that I don’t belong I got a feeling that I shouldn’t be here Can’t stand another single day I gotta get away Ohhh…. Ohhh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah….. I, I, I gotta get away…. Gotta get away…. I gotta I gotta I get away…. Oooo oooo oooo….. Mmmm mmm mmm….. Yeah yeah yeah…. La la la…. Away way way….. Ahhh…. La la la…. Ahhh…. Gotta get away.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
