John Lydon – Seattle lyrics

Don't like the look of this old town What goes up must come down Character Is lost and found On unfamilliar playing ground Get out of my World What in the world Shoeboxed around the rifle range Have all Your functions rearranged Your mind and body gagged and bound On a new Familliar playing ground The ordinary will ignore Whatever they cannot Explain As if - nothing ever happened And evreything remained the same Again What in the world What in the world What in the world Get Out of my world Get out of my world Get out of my world Get up, get Out, get out of my world Get up, get out, get out of my world Get up, get Out, get out of my world Get up, get out, get out of my world Get up, get Out, get out of my world Get up, get out, get out of my world Get up, get Out, get out of my world Get up, get out, get out of my world Open yopur Mouth now Secret signs and knowing looks These sunny days will cook The books Happy to take the misery This mortal life can bring to Me Don't like the look of this town What goes up must come Down Character is lost and found on unfamilliar playing ground What In the world What in the world What in the world What in, get out, get Out, get out of my world What in the world Palaces, palaces, barricades, Barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises Palaces, palaces, Barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet Promises Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet Promises, meet promises Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, Threats, meet promises, meet promises Palaces, palaces, barricades, Barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet promises Palaces, palaces, Barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet promises, meet Promises Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, threats, meet Promises, meet promises Palaces, palaces, barricades, barricades, threats, Threats, meet promises, meet promises Explain Request ×

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