Lyrics:
Four miles from Hill City, off the tourist trail where the days and the winters are long
The brave make their living, and the bustle fails
by
A pops that never miss him
So he grows hoping he never
Hears how much he is him
Destined to see a prison
Be another statistic
Making it out the hood
for attachment
Just someone to hold
Attraction by proximity
I've been so lonely lately
But now I am warm
As you are warm
But it's just tourist
you're high in Solvang
Please don't take her now
She's my only friend around
Shot down in this tourist town of imaginary Danes
I'm getting by in Solvang
Sometimes rain falls in a silent forest
Sometimes love calls in the early morning
Sometimes i'm saved by the sound of organs
God's calls fill
I'm a tourist here
Auctioned off your neighbour's house
Left it empty falling all about
No spaces left in my town
That time at a broken pillar by
Drive by the club and I'm riding a Urus
Picture with my fans
And they act like some Tourist
All my drinks gotta be dirty and the purist
I got all these
we toting if I show you don't go and report it
I put a beam on a tourist
I put a theme on a chorus
I keep a glizzy right under my shorts
When I had
have the time
Hoping you'll all be staying by my side. Ye
I can't think of a time
When I felt so much love as I do right now
I wanna do all the things
valley
I seen a crimson valley
I just might stop on by
I just might stop on by
Take me out to
Monument valley
Take me out
Monument valley
money, you can never be too rich
I've been living here, you is just a tourist I'ma set the pace, turnt up, I'm too lit
Come and find me, sending location
cnd live in a boat by the shore
cnd wake up whenever we want
I want, I wanna do these things with you, I want to do
All this ice on me, I'm cold, I need a Montclair
All this water on me, I'm wet, I need some swim gear
I fuck bitches by the threes, I don't do
as the loneliness befalls me, hey
is it me i don’t like?
all my life i’ve been living like a tourist
passing by as i’m begging you to hold me tight
I’m such a lie
with the steeple
Down by the village Green
'Twas there I met a girl called Daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree
Although I loved my Daisy, I
I was a nasty person
Down along the left bank minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot
When
person
Down along the left bank, minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot, when all I wanted was a cup
on the church with the steeple
Down by the village green.
Twas there I met a girl called daisy
And kissed her by the old oak tree.
Although I loved my daisy,
I was a nasty person
Down along the left bank minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peacful riot
When
person
Down along the left bank, minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot, when all I wanted was a cup
I mended her fences and
Fixed up her cabin
I had everything looking good
I laid by her food
And wood for the winter
Helping wherever I could
the words but gettin' the buyin' and sellin'
I felt the Christmas spirit
In Bethlehem I heard a hymn some distant choir sang
And with other tourists I
I hate
Tourists
Americans
And Germans
Gut you
Like vermin
Shoot you
In the head
Bowie knife
Through your spine
Let’s make
A head on a stick
Your
I had just wasn't enough
I wasn't to stay inside
Your heart forever
I was but a tourist
Spill my heart on these pages at the Pantheon
But do you
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