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Camera Obscura - Letâs get out of this country
Letâs get out of this country
Letâs get out of this country
Iâll admit I am bored with me
I drowned my sorrows and slept around
When not in body at least in mind
Weâll find a cathedral city
You can convince me I am pretty
Weâll pick berries and recline
Letâs hit the road dear friend of mine
Wave goodbye to our thankless jobs
Weâll drive for miles maybe never turn off
Weâll find a cathedral city you can be handsome Iâll be pretty
What does this city have to offer me
Everyone else thinks itâs the beeâs knees
What does this city have to offer me?
I just canât see
I just canât see
Letâs get out of this country
I have been so unhappy
Smell the Jasmine my head was turned
I feel like getting confessional
Weâll find a cathedral city you can convince me I am pretty
What does this city have to offer me
Everyone else thinks itâs the beeâs knees
What does this city have to offer me
I just canât see
I just canât see
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